”I again chose my words carefully. “My suspicions, my views, whatever, are immaterial here, Catherine. I am Mr Dawes’ butler, so I act to the be...efit of the household, and advise accordingly. I do not of course do anything which might be construed as illegal in any way. If Mr Dawes chooses to work with other people for a particular end, that has nothing to do with me. A butler is exactly that: a butler.”Catherine looked at me askance. “Jeeves, that is a cop-out position!”“My apologies, Miss. ‘Our archers are so numerous that their arrows will block the sun.’Sparta’s King Leonidas the First is said to have replied “Then we shall fight in the shade.”Well, there really wasn’t anything else to be said after that. The Persian envoy had to return to his emperor with word that the defenders would not be budged, and the attack was on.It took the Persians several more days, almost a week, to break through the defenses at Thermopylae, and their losses were obscene, in the tens of thousands.. How about us three go home and get undressed and fuck?”CASE TWO“Well I couldn’t resist. I mean she had an idiot proof camera lying there on the table and she was the photographer who fucked up our Deborah’s wedding shots and gave her a measly five percent off the bill. I felt I owed her one,” added vice squad DS Rob Fairfield to his assistant DC Nigel Martin in a quiet suburb of Rangewood, a small market town in Hampshire.“You will like some of those especially.” said Rob.Nigel chuckled when he. .. ‘Don’t call him that. Call him Joe.’It was as if Joe was so alpha that he could snap his fingers and have naked slave-sluts appear out of nowhere.The woman standing behind her reached out, and put a chloroform soaked rag near Alexis’s mouth—she could smell it, even as it stopped just a few inches from knocking her out. The other slave stared at their master for approval, but Joe just shook his head.“Not yet,” he said, standing up and moving toward Alexis.‘I should move,’ she told herself. ‘I.