Hrold stood and spread his arms, pointing to the young warriors, girded as fine as heroes from the tales. ‘Brothers, Sisters and Children. Here you ...ee them, Brave hearts beating strong. They leave for the death of the Frostwitch, to free our lands to the Gods gifts. None will oppose me in this, I give them my blessing. The first to volunteer, Erik the Fatherless. I have no child, my own sons preceding me into the afterlife. If Erik Ulfsson returns victorious, Frostwitch defeated, I will name. I stood up and approached her. She removed the jeans from around her ankles. Before me she stood, in nothing but her bra and panties. As I drew closer her eyes grew wide. In the fluorescent light of the dorm they seemed to tremble. I gently placed my large, tanned hand on her pale throat. She remained motionless. She appeared paralyzed with fear. Through her glasses, her beautiful eyes appeared slightly magnified. I felt her swallow hard. ‘Who owns this pussy?’ I asked, the question was. The real Barrington, now Sharon, will spend the rest of her days as a captive of men like she used to be. The real Sharon made a tape, like yours, while she still occupied her body. The tape absolves anybody of any liability in her captivity. She told me that she stressed very strongly that she wanted to be treated as a lowly slave, and craved to be dominated by a master that would beat and abuse her, and that he could sell her if he chose to. Should the new Sharon ever escape, she'll get. You told him you were finished with him, he shouted something back. Remember?" He'd seen me with Liam. He told me he didn't want to see me again. Called me a hypocrite! The cheek of it coming from him!" You enlightened him about Liam?" Didn't get a chance." Why?" He left." Why?"A pause. "I told him to get out." You allowed him to leave thinking you'd found someone else." Didn't get the chance." You followed him to tell him and he didn't listen?" No. I went back upstairs." So whose fault is it.