It’s possible that she’s not dumpy at all. Knowing James, she’ll be some trophy wife, beautiful, vapid, an ornament to hang off his arm. I lik... to fantasise that she’s let herself go, a foolish frump staying at home to raise his perfect children, spending the day in an ugly grey tracksuit, stuffing her face full of ice cream on the sofa. But judging by the credit card bills that I creatively expense for him each month, it sounds like she knows how to take good care of herself. But let’s not. By the time they made it to the room, she was down to her bra and underwear, and he quickly tossed off his athletic shorts. He was about to plow the same cunt that some guy he didn’t even know had been plowing all day, he was sure. “Lay down,” he commanded, and she began to protest, but he pointed to the bed and she understood it was an order. “Get that shit off.” He motioned dismissively to her bra and panties, and she quickly obliged.“Steven, you know I love only you, right? Tell me you know. I didn't add that we really knew jack shitabout these people, not as much as we would have liked to know. "If you don't talk, we'll arrest Walker, Fellows, and Wood andthen let you go. We'll tell the newspapers that information provided byyou led us to them. Think of what that will mean for your family backhome," I bluffed. It worked. The thought of being dishonored, and how it wouldreflect on his family, broke him. He may also have been thinking that hiscompatriots were ruthless. If he ever returns to Venus, he will cease to exist." Rubbing her stretched and tender stomach, she frowned at her husband. "Surely he wouldn't be that stupid." I think he is so desperate for power that he'll dare anything. Even defying a banishment order. But there is more to it than just that, Gracie. There is a woman involved." Who is she?" She wrapped her arms around his waist."I don't know. I've never seen her before." We'll just have to be on our guard. But in the meantime, your highness,.