”“Do what you can, boy. If she lives, she lives. If she dies, she dies.”“That’s pretty cold.”She looked up from the baby, “I’ve watche... more women die in my life than you will likely meet in yours. For you and for him,” she nodded towards the door, “it may be a terrible thing. For me, it’s just another day.”“Someone once told me that if I became a mage, I would become numb to killing people, I haven’t killed anyone yet and never want to. The thought terrifies me already and your lack of caring. He couldn’t help but notice the black shiny material stretched tightly over my shaved slit, revealing every contour of my pussylips, holding my pussylips slightly apart and encasing my full ass. The gossamer shiny material was so thin and stretched so tightly that my pussy must have been on display. Whilst bending I could feel my wetness dampening the shiny material. Taking my time to retrieve the imaginary object I ensured he viewed as much of my sex as possible as I wiggled very slowly back. The houses soon ended and the view of the valley over the allotment gardens and the canal beyond opened and deprived of the shelter the houses provided the gusting wind seemed ever stronger as the road climbed steadily up the valley side, a few rain drops spattered the road and in the distance a train was rattling back towards Leeds, I should have chained her to the crossing gates for all to see but we had gone the wrong way but by then the houses were far behind us and the men had stopped. A strange feeling swept over me. It was the first time I had heard another guy making such blatantly sexual comments to my wife, and I felt strangely turned on but slightly jealous at the same time. Maybe it was his comments that did it, but I looked at Chrissie properly for the first time in ages and thought, yes, they are right, you DO look hot in that outfit. Now we were both dressed, we decided the best thing to do was to go to the bar area where Zoey told us she would be working. That way.