" He quickly took three pulls from my wrist, enough to tide him over and do what he needed to do, though his thirst needed more quenching. Sealing his...bite, he nodded his understanding and drug himself and Talon around the corner and out of sight of the confrontation."I don't think so, child," Marcus was saying as I returned to his side."Child?" A slight movement that might have been a shrug. "To some, maybe, but I have done more in my years than most can claim, no matter how long they live.". Lose the bet and it is enforced at your expense. On the other hand, you’d get your first slave for life if you won. I think that it would probably convince some of your female companions to forfeit their liberty to you as well. They’re testing your mettle, seeing if you’re worthy of their service, aren’t you?” the main Slave Controller, Agent Francesca Duane, asserted herself, personally desirous to see this bitch taken down a peg or two.“Well, what’s it to be?” Lauren, Celia’s cousin and one. His boxer shorts were faded and his robe was natty."Why is everyone up so early?" Burt asked. He tried, unsuccessfully, to suppress a yawn."I couldn't sleep so I got up early," Hunter said."Your brother was banging around the kitchen, dripping sweat all over," Penny said."Sorry, I needed to get back to my routine before I start getting soft," Hunter said, and then glanced at Burt. "By the way, you guys have some great cutlery, but maybe you should learn about this place called Victoria's. Emery tucked his wallet backinto the purse, out of sight. He rested his arm on the window framebeside him. Was the officer trying to signal that he wanted somethingmore than mere words of gratitude? Emery froze up inside. He let hishand slide forward and made a minute adjustment to the side mirror.The officer took a step closer. Emery slowly brought his arm back,letting the rear of his hand brush the man's thigh. Both of themremained immobile for long seconds. Emery didn't want the.