“Well how will I know that I’ve crossed it?” Deb said as she put her hands on her hips.“You won’t, so you’d better consider everything you...do from now forward. But believe me, when you cross it, the hell that will rain down on you and all of the men you have been fucking will be incalculable.”With that I left the party and, instead of going to the Hampton, I went home. I figured that she would be pissed and that if she was going to fuck somebody, she would bring him home to our bed and leave me. “Have I mentioned to you how beautiful you are when you’re schooling me?”Elva snuggled in as Ardt wrapped his arms around her, tilting her head up for a kiss. The two melded for a time, their lips pressed together and their tongues lightly dueling. Finally, after some minutes, Elva pulled back. “Save some for this evening, my strong man. For now, why don’t you head over to Sir Givens and see about Yren’s schooling; I’d like him to be well established before Issa decides to take him to. The black velvet, silver star studded curtain at the back of the thrust stage parted. Unfortunately for the eager audience, nothing appeared there. Then, almost as if it wasn't there, Armand only heard it cause he knew to listen for it, the sound of high heels clicking on hardwood sounded throughout the room. The audience held its breath. Even those who had been here before didn't know what to expect. And Armand, the only one in the room who should have known exactly what was coming, was always. I wave my arm and Darryl came over. "This is my husband Darryl," I said. They shook hands and Chris sat down as Darryl returned to what he'd been doing.Once Chris saw that he was in relatively safe hands, he relaxed a bit and we had a great conversation. We talked about a lot of things including the insane amount of affection that some people had for their cars. Chris even showed me way too fucking many pictures of his Mustang back home.I noticed that the bimbettes were not pleased by the fact.