He had a mound of stubble, not quite a beard, but enough that he looks like a man. He was clearly a grizzled veteran, a scar running from the back of ...is hand up the side of his neck onto his cheek. It was the biggest wound I ever saw. He was wide, clearly muscled. He looked like a human bear."Yup. We work for nuffin', just whatever we want from the spoils, and one on condition. No suicidal death missions. If you want us to stand against a daemon, you can fucking forget it." Alright, we can. Her heart was thudding, her throat tight.Pete approached the bed and took off his robe. He was naked. His long cock curved forward from his heavy balls. Millie stared at the shocking exposure."Get... out of here!" she demanded, finding it difficult to speak. Her heart seemed to be trying to leap from her chest."Take it easy," Pete warned as he sat on the edge of her bed. "If you make a fuss, I'll show Danny those pants I took off you the other night. He'll figure you was leading me on,. . feel ... um ... things that she didn't want to and she couldn't stop it and it wasn't her fault and it didn't mean that she was a slut or anything like that cause she really couldn't help it and she really really tried to stop it but she just couldn't so it really didn't mean anything? Remember?"I reached over and tickled her sides, making her squeal. "Wow! And you said all that in one breath? Yes, I remember"."Well, I understood what you said, and I even agreed with it, but it just doesn't. He kissed her goodnight and walked slowly to the forward stateroom.Connie sat in the lounge, thinking about her situation, discouraged that she had come so close and yet still couldn't get Tom to commit. She knew better than to invade his stateroom that night. That could ruin everything. She had to be prepared to wait once more. But for how much longer could she let this go on. She had her own life to live, and if Tom wasn't going to be a part of it, then she needed to set off in a different.