Their punishment over, Bill took his key unlocking the shackles and cuffs. He placed an arm around each slave, helping them up the stairs to the bedro...m. Bill removed the ropes for their body tie.Bill knew Keira and Amber needed some after care after the whipping they each received. He had them lay down on their stomachs. Bill applied some cool lotion to the red marks on each slave’s ass, very tenderly rubbing it over the marks. Bill climbed on the bed between them, pulling each one into his. I was holding five emissaries’ mana at the time. Pretty sure my brain was trying to drip out my nose, actually. It was awful.”He touched my face gently. “That explains the blood then. We should have Wynne or Anders check you out, just in case.”I nodded. “Once the injured are taken care of, I promise.”By this time, I saw a group of mages and a bunch of the Tranquil, supervised by Irving, approach Riordan. After some discussion, a subdued Conrad, Sten, and Jowan were left with them as they began. If your guy hadn't made that fucking fair game miss, we would've been in a better position."A few seconds later Rick was fouled near half court, before he got anywhere near to shooting range."The game's over," Jimmy said in a frustrated tone as the Knicks called their final time-out. He stared at Lauren, as if it was her fault. "Do you know how much I want to beat the crap out of your fucking guy now?" he said."We can still force an overtime," Lauren said. "He makes the first, purposely misses. We stop and grab a quick meal at some shitty little steakhouse… Good call pops!… And make our way to the nearest, non-roach infested hotel we can find. We check in and head up to the room… Shocker! One freakin queen size bed! My father attempts a change but the staff informs him only single bed rooms are left. Whatever… We will make due. My father heads to the bar for a few drinks while I jump in the shower. About two hours goes by and no daddy dearest. I run to the hotel bar and wouldnt ya.