She had brought a long heavy coat for Sarah to wear while we waited for the police."Good for you," I said. I almost meant it. Yes it was a high securi...y building, but he just didn't look like a threat. He actually looked to be a couple of steps up from homeless. He tried to reach into his pocket but I stopped him. I did it by showing him my .38 S&W.I shook my head no, as I pointed it at him. He got the message quickly enough. The business end of a revolver has a universal language all it's own.. That's the way to make people think you still got a pair, you limp-dick albino bitch!What was wrong with me? One minute I couldn't feel anything and the next it was like all the anger, rage and nastiness in the world was boiling up out of me.Think, damnit!You know what, there are times for thinking and there are times when you have to let go and feel. You're afraid to just feel. Why do you suppose that is?"I don't know."Sure you do. I know why, which means you know why. The difference is that. ” Ein replied quietly from behind him. “She’s helping the Mistress.” “What about your mistress?” Marcos asked, “Will she come out of the library and share the day?”Ein lifted a brow. “Mistress is busy, she is pleased with your concern nonetheless and send you her compliments.” Ein added and walked off to practice with a bow.Marcos wondered what all that meant but was distracted as usual by his harem.################Dulcianne sat smiling warmly at the wet noble woman at her feet. “Can I. In France no girl wears a bikini top on the beach ‒ no one - so I had to watch six perfect breasts from 9 am until the time we went home from the beach. My balls were ready to burst after two days.If these conditions were not enough, the situation was even more jinxed. The apartment we rented had 2 rooms with no door between them and the lock on the bathroom door was broke. One room had 2 small single beds on opposite sides of the room ‒ this was the one I had to share with Bettina. The other.