I’m flattered you took the time to come to mine.’ A ruthless and mirthless smile crossed his lips. Morgan almost exploded, but managed to keep an ...qually false smile on her face. ‘Don’t flatter yourself Laurence Scott! I’d rather be anywhere else in this world right now than to be in your arms, damn you to hell!’ Laurence threw his head back in real laughter, as he twirled her again. Morgan’s temper raged and she felt her face again blush furiously. Drawing her back towards him more gently. Then she screamed. Her blouse had been ripped open, and as she lay on her back one of the merchants straddled her, his hands massaging her already hardening nipples. "Good god, what the hell, get off me you little worm, do you know who I am?" She said in her school mistress manner. She felt the other man pulling her skirt down over her booted legs. They were jabbering in Arabic, the one on her tits squeezing her nipples letting spittle drop from his mouth to points. As she tried to struggle she. My hands covered in the ladies blood. She says to me in a faint voice, My daughter shes at home she needs a new person to look after her no family is left, give me your paper in the left pocket which I seen as you over hanged me, Go to this address ive signed to make you her guardian like you was mine today. sir do you hear what i'm saying, I nodded back yes Hannah Ok but lets make you get better first. More blood shooting out shes fitting I cant do no more Running of with leaving her dead. 'There was so much I just didn't have a clue so she came over and rifled through it and pulled out a long black leather coat.'Here this will do nicely.' she said as she passed it back to me. I didn't hesitate and put it on as quickly as I could. It felt gorgeous, so soft and smelt amazing too and it hugged your body as you wore it too. I did up the buttons and she was searching through her boots, which I thought was a bit odd because I wouldn't fit into them. However, she eventually found a.