“Say yes, Baby. You need a decent man in your life. Leave that dumb old Patrick and Vicki behind!”If Taylor were within earshot, his ears would ...efinitely be burning, and his face would be deep red. Men have very little idea of the depth to which women talk about them when they have a chance, and I’m sure they’re usually better off not knowing. Not that anything I say is critical, far from it. He’s a great guy – he’s good looking, he’s smart, he’s creative, he’s patient and understanding. Running shoes, jeans, t-shirt, black hood. We'll take care of that soon enough. I reach out and pull the hood off. A moment of panic passes for Tracy as her eyes adjust to the light. Her beautiful blond hair is matted with sweat against her forehead. I'll have to have her cleaned up. Seeing me finally, she moans, beggingly, through the ball gag. "I'll make this quick. I own you. You'll be my sexual slave, beaten and raped for my gratification. Learn, and you'll live. Don't...well, you'll live,. I grumped in protest and she withdrew. Well that was good, it seemed that with all her talk she was willing to accept some limits too. Now Michelle told me that I may as well stay there for a while because she didn't think that Luxor was finished. I looked at her now seeing that her one piece was totally open, one of her breasts was out of her bra and her matching red lace panties were in a funny position, like they'd been pushed aside and almost went back.Luxor got ready and began circling. His uniform coats had become tight as well from the good food and the lack of proper exercise. That was something he needed to fix. His leg held up well enough now to physical exertion, and he had even begun with sword practice during the week in the Lady Jane. That was important, for if he ever achieved a seagoing command again, he might find himself in a fight against boarders. This all the more as the chances for engagements were higher in the smaller ships he could hope to command early in.