Looking down at the floor. I’m getting wet… I can hear him moving, I mustn’t feet, not until I am signaled to do so. He doesn’t speak either, ...e usually uses body language, or signals to communicate with me. He speaks now and then, particularly if I’m really good – or really bad…I can’t look at him either, not his eyes. I’m not worthy. I will look at him if he asks me to, but not unless that happens. I watch his feet approach me, and stop infront of me briefly, his eyes burning into me. He then. He came around and met my gaze. I knew you would make a good slut. Now roll over. It was excruciatingly painful to roll over onto my back with my ass covered in welts but I gritted my teeth and did it. Before I could blink his hand came down and ripped my dress completely from my body as well as my panties. Now spread your legs for me. Show me how wet you are. I spread my legs as wide as I could. So I lay there, spread-eagles before the vampire who was going to make me his slut. But the truth. I figured you would be around eventually.’ Kent’s voice was flat almost dead. ‘Come to defend Cathryn I take it.’ ‘You went to far Kent. No matter what she did, she didn’t deserve that. If you wanted to thump on somebody it should have been me.’ Sam still stood back towards the doorway. From his vantage point he couldn’t see Kent’s other hand. The man own several guns and there were plenty of knives to be found in that very room. ‘Yeah, I should have knocked the hell out of you. I just might. ‘The smart ones do.’ ‘Right.’ I hadn’t expected this. His eyes, the certain tone in his voice. ‘So which one?’ ‘No, I’m not in.’ ‘Right. Neither am I.’ His expression was blank, but he looked like he didn’t believe me. ‘Used to be?’ ‘Not anymore.’ It was a much easier answer than actually trying to explain. ‘Okay. Cool.’ There was a moment of silence. I was waiting for him to say something more, but he didn’t. Was he waiting for me, or actually reading the paper his eyes moved across? ‘You’d.