“Maybe not, but you deserve a quieter life. I have arranged a place for you with Lady Henderby. This show was your last. Perhaps your best, but cert...inly your last.” She wasn’t sure what to expect. She was certain that the best approach was to be quite clear and quite definite. He would accept what she said of course, but would he be angry for being rejected? Resistant to her decision? Uncomprehending?Henry stood quietly for a moment, thinking. He nodded. “You’ve always been fair, Mistress,” he. We’d just started to plan the wedding, too. The whole thing left a bitter taste that I’m only now getting over. I haven’t been dating very much. That gene pool is kind of limited working in the high school.”“Sorry about that. That was Joan’s problem with her ex. There were other options, but she didn’t think about them then. All our eyes have gotten wider with time.”“What other options?”“You’d have to be willing to accept others into your relationship instead of only building a relationship. ‘So may I take the wine, Brother? No one need know,’ I bit my lip in an alluring little grin, and looked down slightly. This was one of my most tried methods of manipulation and it never failed me. He thought for a moment. ‘If I let you have the wine, what will you give me in return?’ he took a step closer to me and crossed his arms about his chest. I ran my fingers through my hair. ‘What would you want? I don’t have much to give. I have some coin, some jewels,’ I replied. He took a step. Oh yes its yours and you know it. Its been yours since the first time you put me to sleep, after just one dose of your dick. Took control of my heart with one kiss. Took my soul with your love. I crave you not only inside me, but inside my life. It's like I don't have control of my body when your giving it to me right. You got me screaming uncontrollably, as my nails dig in your back and your teeth bite into my neck. I'm squeezing you tight and you spread my legs wide, so you can get deeper.