I like being with you.” “Why?” “Ah, there’s the rub,” I laughed. “First, I find you attractive. I like to look at you. I think you’re ...unny. In a very unique way, you have a manner that suggests there’s a wonderful joke going on. You hint around the edges of it, but never address it directly. That makes you marvelously intriguing. And, at the same time, you’re so serious it is almost intimidating. I’m challenged to make you smile. “I might ask you the same question. Why have you agreed to this. Julie knew that she was now quite thoroughly tied up, with no way out other than cutting herself loose. Now there was only one more thing to do to make her hogtie complete."What the hell," she thought, "this is what you've have been wanting and dreaming about. Go ahead and finish it!"She turned sideways on the edge of the rock and lowered herself carefully so that her legs were bent beneath her. She fumbled for the free end of the rope she had tied to her ankle ropes earlier and passed it over. ” I said supportively.“Fifty quid says you can’t.” He suggested.“Fifty quid each?” Boris asked.“Two hundred, make it five!” Hunt the Cunt taunted.“Christ,” Boris said, “I could use a few quid as it happens.”“Oh for fucks sake,” Hunt sighed, “I was taking the piss.”“We heard,” Harley Charlie chuckled, “What you reckon Johnno?”“Yeah, why not, I’m up for it.” I lied. Jesus it would be halfway to turning fucking gay. Fucking a fat bald geezer even if it did have a cunt somewhere under the ugly. "Retreat."Isabelle took a step forward, blocking an overhand strike by slashingdownward with her sword. The shadowy creature retreated slightly as theminor enchantment on her blade disrupted its hold on this plane.Although unhurt, the creatures were kept for the time at bay. The othersweren't doing any better, with Ilithar, the goddess of death's auradominating the crypt; Elisa couldn't directly touch her own source ofpower. The small light, created before entering the ruins did not appearto be.