"Worry not, Lady Myka," he assured her in a gentle voice. "From what Brandar tells me and from what I have seen over the past few days, he will be rea...y for anything that might come up. He is a surprisingly competent swordsman and a fierce axe-fighter. You could not have chosen a better bodyguard if you had hired one of Brandar's students."When the sun had set and they all finished dinner without any further sign of Jonar, Myka's fear resurfaced. She begged off when the gnath lords tried to. You frown: I cannot meet your eye.You walk away, I'm in despair,You show no mercy, show no care.But then you turn, and with gloved handYou beckon me, and so I standAnd follow you into the darkAnd into something cold and stark.++++++A bed, a room with little light.You blindfold me. Deprived of sightI'm trussed and tied onto the bed.You're wordless, and with nothing said,I wonder what the night will bring,To pay me back for lust's cruel sting.But nimble fingers now undressMy body, and your deft. He smiled, looking at his hairy arm and at the undershirt and shorts he was wearing. The bulge in his shorts said that _everything_ was back to normal. He showered, dressed, and headed down for breakfast.*****Lunch period took forever to arrive. As usual, he was eating with Mack. As far as his friend was concerned, as far as the world was concerned, he'd had a date with Amy on Saturday, then spent the rest of the weekend hanging out with Mack doing nothing in particular. Even Mack was vague. The irony of a man with the title of Faithless being credited with a blessing wasn’t lost on Axel.He tried to keep his spirit. He rested on his belly on a soft table receiving an erotic massage from one of Grace’s girls. The whore worked her soft expert fingers into his back, uncoiling his strained muscles. She hummed sweetly as she worked him over and crept closer to his buttocks as the massage went on.Rayner sat on the table next to Axel having his hands cleaned by another girl. The skill.