"Oh sorry love ... my fault ... should have been looking where I was going ... you OK?" he asked"Oh ... yes ... yes ... thanks" I stammered.He produce... a packet of cigarettes, removed one and asked me for a light."Forgot to ask for matches" he said.Once he got it going he took a lungful of smoke, exhaled then offered the pack to me."Would you like me to give you one?" he asked.Of course this had no reference to the packet of cigarettes he was holding in front of me. It was the easiest and. When we were getting up to head off to bed, Bekker lingered, and as I was about to leave, tugged my sleeve.“Your grace, may I trouble you a moment?”“Of course,” I said as I turned to regard him.He offered me a bow. “Thank you, your grace. By your leave, I’d like to attend Lady Calliope and Lady Enna tomorrow. I know my way around a shortsword, your grace, and they could use an extra pair of eyes.”I regarded Bekker carefully. He mentioned adventuring with Lord Gauthi, could he have actual class. Now that I knew more about her, I felt this was not for my benefit but for herself and the girl now trapped beneath us. I couldn’t help but enjoy the view though.“Pass me her feet,” she told me.I understood immediately and picked up both of Sylvia’s ankles, lifted them high in the air and passed them across. Sylvia was folded in half and her feet were held down to the bed either side of Eliza’s knees. Her bum rolled upwards giving me clear aim on her cunt which was wet with expectation. It also. Why didn't you tell me all this before I met them?" I didn't want anything to come up that they didn't bring up. It's painful for Mary. She still goes to counseling. If she doesn't, she falls back into her depression and it can be bad. At this point I think she'll be going to counseling for the rest of her life. William loves her, totally. He'll do anything he can to protect her, even if it's from herself." I don't know what to say. She didn't give me signs about any of this." No, she wouldn't.