Below the loch, Nimue skulked in her cave, brooding over the exchange with Merlin. She was angry that she had been discovered when she had been so clo...e to gaining everything she desired. There was also a tinge of fear, as she knew Merlin would seek her out now to deal with her."Curse that interfering brat whoever he is. I was so close to getting everything I wanted and now instead I will have Merlin after me," she thought.She was in danger she knew. Although she had managed to leech the vast. I've been vaguely aware of something the size and hardness of a baseball bat wedged between my flank and his belly, so I open up quickly in time to get it shoved to the back of my throat, then devote all my efforts of hands and lips and tongue to pleasing Milord while trying not to choke from his brutal face-rape. He lets go of my head to maul my nipples, which is easier on my throat but harder on my brain, but soon – he's been waiting a long time for this – he grabs my head again and rams in. There are several groups of old men. There are a number of women chatting; groups of six or more. When they come in, they have their nose in the air. When the spot somebody they know, they scream, hop up and down with their arms outstretched and hug each other. Most of the tables are full. I feel I am justified for my selection.There a table away from me is a man; probably forty; red tie; dark suit; pen on top of his black leather bound notepad. The interviewer is doing most of the talking. He. ”She nods, “I’m sorry you had to hear that, I promise you I am pure,” she stutters over the words.“Oh? You don’t think his mouth on you makes you impure?” I ask walking closer to her.She looks away embarrassed.“My sweet bride to be,” I touch her chin and have her look up at me, “I do not care about purity. But when we marry, you will be mine and only mine.”She nods, “Of course.”Her blue silk dress hugs her perfectly and her gold hair falls to her mid back. She looks up at me and blushes, “Does.