"Fred smirked, "Why was that?" Anal play?" Katie smiled, "You knew that was in there didn't you?"Fred couldn't help but beam. He had read about how Ch...istian had fingered Ana's ass, "Did you like it?" You are never going to do that to me!" Katie blushed."But did you like the story?" Fred pried."Not enough sex!" She nodded towards the hall, "I'm going to go get a glass of wine? Did you want some?" Yeah," he stared at his wife's hard body as she stood up from the bed, "Bring back the bottle." She. What made you think I have any intention of breaking things off with him?”That food truck must have been a portal to some parallel universe. This can’t be the same woman I’ve known for nearly twenty years and been married to twelve. Was she always this insane or has her gray matter been fucked out of her?“I remember you making certain promises to me too, honey. You know little ones like forsaking all others kind of thing. Do you remember those, because if you don’t, we have it on a CD I can. As the final shot, he took a full body shot of me nude with what I hoped was a naughty smile on my face. I was good to go.Dad has a ritual getting dressed for work. The night before he hangs his clothes on a wooden thing called a valet that mom bought him and sits in their bedroom. That night I went into his room when it was empty and slid one of the pictures of my pussy into his suit jacket pocket. I was pretty sure he’d never even notice it until long after he got to work. Maybe he’d think. Stumbled and fell,” Rhys lied. Even to his own ears, it didn’t sound very convincing. Especially not if these are Faedal’s men. “I’m looking for the ‘Dancing Dryad.’ It should be around here somewhere.”The men laughed. “You’re way off course, lad. The ‘Dryad’ is at least three days thataway,” the sergeant said, pointing. “And with your leg? You’d be lucky to make it that far.”“If you want, we can put you out of yer misery,” one of the others said, hefting his hatchet.The sergeant whirled around.