She entered the next room and I could hear her immediately gasp in surprise over the suit-comm. Then she started giggling. "Oh, David, that is ... jus... ... wow."I smiled. "It turns out that Pearl de Vere was the name of a 19th century madam in Cripple Creek, Colorado." Well, that certainly explains the art work," she snickered, pointing to a large mural of a nude man with a partially clothed woman astride his cock, while another woman, also nude, was standing by his side feeding him one of her. " added Rachael. Blushing at the compliments I mumbled a thank you. The girls bounded byme and headed up to Amanda's room with a hurried have a good time echoing downthe stairs. Rachael seemed nice but I was thinking about what she said. Howdid my husband and her sister come to talk about my night out and needing asitter? How much does her sister know about what Joe told me to wear and/ornot wear? Certainly not the whole Master/Slave relationship thing. He couldn'tbe talking to others about. The gaoler had left, with the soldiers, and nobody had thought of feeding the prisoners. They were in horrible shape, almost crazy with thirst.Two of the prisoners were Lutheran preachers who refused to vow allegiance to the Pope. Rugenberg had them tortured for weeks before he left them to rot in his dungeon. A freeholder was also among the prisoners, with his entire family. The man had refused to give up his land, and Rugenberg had tried the man's steadfastness by violating his son and. Having you as a son-in-law would make her very happy." You've got this all figured out, haven't you?" I've had a lot of time to plot and scheme," she smiled."Shall we go?" I asked, picking up the tab."Yes ... please."When I closed the door of my apartment she was in my arms almost at the same moment. We kissed and held each other for some time before I took her hand and led her to the bedroom."Don't rush this, Hal. I've been trying to imagine what it would be like with you again and I want it.