"Urgah sat up straight and his eyes grew wide. "By all the Gods, Talia, don't talk like that." Why not, if that's the way I felt? Then, I mean? I don'... feel that way now; I definitely don't anyone killing me now. I have a lot to live for. There are books to read and places to go and people to meet and bad guys to kill. Now, it's time for us to get out and look for some dinner." She stood with her back to the camera. The scars on her back were more obvious against skin flushed from the bath.. Also, she was instructed to make the appointment with Tom and otherwise act as she would on any other day, at any other business meeting.Now that they were alone, she was free to speak, and show him her resentment for what he was doing."WHAT! are you DOING?" she yelled at him the moment the door had closed behind Tom. "This is basically stealing!"Peter was a bit shocked and for a moment a little scared that he was losing his control over her. He had assumed that his command of her not warning. She was battered, but was a believer in what she’d gotten. I didn’t want her interested in more. I wanted her to whimper at the thought of cock for the next month.I brought the rest of my breakfast to the table and she kept up a steady stream of conversation while she ate. When I was done, I nursed my coffee quietly while she chattered about how much she liked the sex and told me in no uncertain terms that she was looking forward to next time once she recovered from last night.She finally. ‘Since always,’ Brody said. ‘They’re more fun to talk to.’ ‘Is that what you do?’ Ray Callahan, the team’s tough guy, grinned and tapped him on the leg with his stick as he walked by. ‘And here I thought you were getting laid all this time.’ ‘If you spent less time thinking about what I was doing, maybe you’d get laid,’ Brody tossed back. More snickers and catcalls rattled through the room, along with mocking advice for Ray on finding some post-game company. Brody grabbed his stick and helmet.