That was a different time and she’d grown up since then. Or so she thought, until meeting Lisa’s French teacher.Suddenly she was acting like she w...s seventeen again. If she closed her eyes she could picture him in his white dress shirt and striped tie. The shirt fit him a little snugly across his broad chest and she had noticed his strong arms. His sleeves were rolled part way up his thick forearms which were tanned and matted with short, blonde hairs.She was shaken from her reverie when Lisa. I step forward to you, and grab you from behind, covering your mouth so you cannot scream. I look at you in the mirror eyes wide in terror, whispering in your ear I tell you to stand up and move to your bed, I can hear you whimper behind my hand and I smile enjoying the knowledge that in a few short minutes you will be screaming in a mixture of pain and pleasure. As we reach the foot of your bed I place a ball gag into your mouth and fasten it onto you head and I tie your hands to the bed with. .. he created the Drow to be the most like Spartans in every way did he not?"Aihola nodded slowly. "So he has told me and others." Martin has told me of the strength of this woman who is your lover ... this Tarifa." Isabella spoke. "Your people ... the Drow ... it is instinct for you to chose the strongest of mates is it not. Like the Spartans." It is?" Aihola spoke."Your Tarifa ... is she a strong woman?" She is stronger than I, as she has proved many times." Aihola replied instantly."Can she. I am denied all shelter and so I must go to warmer lands where the cold of winter, when it comes, will not kill me. I am uncertain that I can accept your offer of this noble and ill-used steed. May I have a day or so to decide?"The mayor agreed and Princess Sara made for the seclusion of the surrounding countryside, after first being regaled with fine wine and food by the mayor and his wife, who, since she could not come indoors, set up, in the town square, a table for her, covered with a fair.