He was already aware of threats on his life – and he didn’t think the conspirators would hesitate to involve anyone he cared for in their games.He...didn’t have a problem with them coming after him; he was prepared for it, knew the likely players and how they worked, and had the support of the King in dealing with it – but he’d walk willingly into the Void before he allowed someone else to paint themselves a target by associating with him.And yet ... She could take care of herself – that much was. Well, more than a few to be honest about it. I was your typical 'love them and leave them' asshole until I got to college and a couple of girls made it their business to cure me of my bad habits. I'd loved and left both of them and they got together and made it a crusade to see to it that it didn't happen to other girls. If they saw me with a girl they moved right in and told her about me. By my junior year the word had spread and I couldn't get a date to save my life.The first year of my. It was different with Rob; before he ever started cumming you began your song of satisfaction. Your wish came early. I wasn’t able to see much, his dick out of sight but I did see his ball bag contract tightly against his body as his sperm deposited itself in you as both of you climaxed at the same time.I was so much in love with you I wanted to go in and push him off, but I couldn’t, I only could stand in the dark hall gazing at the spectacle before me. I knew it was over between us at that. ***Seated around one of the place’s four tables, they were approached by its waiter/bartender/chef/owner, the only other occupant of this catchall type business in the middle of nowhere. He was probably in his fifties, balding and with a slight limp. He did exhibit a cheery disposition though as he sing-songed, “Welcome to Dewey’s, the hole-in-the-wall on Canyon Lake where you can get beer, burgers, groceries, fishing gear and not much else.” He stood beside the table – eyeballing Charlene’s.