It was a new challenge for the former spy and lover of the late, unlamented Cleon and Polycrates. She had grown bored with Bellerophon and his stupid ...aranoia.She was also annoyed with his refusal to finish himself inside some part of her body. She could grasp his reason for withdrawing, but at least he could put his seed in her sphincter, or even her mouth. She hated that the archigallos always pulled out, and never even considered buggery. The king could execute them for the affair, she. She had vibrant red hair and the deepest blue eyes he had ever seen. If he was being completely honest, he’d never noticed what color eyes any of his previous whores had. None of them had ever mattered enough for him to pay attention. But she mattered. She had from that very first moment, he realized now.So much so, that instead of his tradition of spending the weekend at his cabin, with its decadent sex dungeon, sharing some whore with his friend Clarence, he’d be spending this milestone. Brenda had been going to auditions, tryouts and cattle-calls since she was four years old. In those days, her mother and I would have walked through fire to make sure she got to her assignments. Now that Brenda was seventeen, these calls had taken on a more routine flavor ... just another errand. Anne and I were both proud of her, of course, but Anne asked if I could make the drive up by myself this time. Besides, Brenda needed a guardian. There was no way she was going to be allowed. I mean, the last few times we’ve seen each other, it wasn’t like it was before… and I know you’ve felt that way, too. I think it’s time we let go…’ He grabbed her arm as she tried to turn away from him. ‘NO, MEGAN!!! What are you saying?!!! Where is this coming from?!! Don’t do this to me!!!’ he gritted hoarsely as his throat tried to close up from the fear that was choking him. He would rather she have fought him and screamed at him in anger and told him that she hated him rather than just.