He placed them both on the table and sat down. He had to say something, ‘Look I know you’ve had a tough time. It’s OK now. I’m the father arou...d here. No one’s going to hurt you while I’m here. I promise.’ Allyson sat at the table. She didn’t take the proffered coffee. She watched Paul’s father. It wasn’t that he was losing patience. He just wanted to be as reassuring as possible, ‘I mean it Allyson. I saw what that creep did to you. I got so mad I punched him in the nose.’ He smiled and made. “I think it looks hot, Kay. I’m glad you wore it.”She squeezed her thighs gently around his hand. “Thanks, Will.” She gave him a happy smile. “Alaina, I think yours looks hot, too.”“Oh, what?” Alaina said, sounding startled. “Um ... Thanks...”Kay moaned quietly just as Will turned into the club’s parking lot. “Oops,” she said, pressing her lips together afterwards.“What was that?” asked Alaina. She looked up between the seats. “Will, is she giving you a handjob?” she exclaimed, sounding upset.. Then they moved to his upper body, with the back and breastplates. Armor was locked in place, not with buckles and straps, but bolted together so that his opponent could not easily breach the protective shell.Then, he covered his head with a cloth cap, which served as padding, but also kept the chainmail coif from entangling his hair. The coif left his face uncovered and hung down to overlap the top of the body armor. Then, to protect his throat, a heavy steel gorget was bolted in place.He slid. ”I growled. “Later.” And then I leapt again, and he caught me, as always. I stroked my fingers into his hair, pulling him down for another kiss.He resisted, trying one more time. “You sure? Because I probably stink. I haven’t had a bath since we left Highever.”I sniffed pointedly. He smelled like sweat – but it was somehow masculine and compelling instead of acrid. I leaned in and licked the side of his neck. “I’ll survive – unless you put this off another minute, in which case I’ll probably.