The Husband:Rhea parked her car in the garage and entered her bungalow. The light clicking of her heels did not go unnoticed by her husband, who was i... his study, "Ah, she finally returns." he called out and approached her.In the context of art, if Rhea were Botticelli's wet dream then her husband would qualify as a certifiable nightmare. The contrast did not end at their physical appearance alone, for as wealthy as her husband was, he was also a classless brute, for whom 'beauty' was just the. "Karen did as she was asked and put the cup back on the table. William immediately refilled it."Have some more."After the second cup came a third, then a fourth. William hadn't said anything in about five minutes and Karen was looking decidedly nervous. Finally William spoke."I do not like how you are dressed. Follow Linda into the bedroom and she will show you what to wear."I shuffled my way to the bedroom and Karen fell in behind me. Halfway to the bedroom I heard Karen gasp behind me."My. “I wish for you to use your magic on me, per our agreement. If I lose the duel, then it will be known that it was by your magic and trickery alone. Any status I lose among the nobles will be seen as minimal, and the fallout will be arbitrary. Showing favor to a mortal is one thing, but a complete forfeiture of a duel is unacceptable.”“You do know what my magic does, right?” He wanted to be absolutely sure that she understood what was about to happen. “It isn’t just about being able to scream. "Fuck," he groaned, balling his hands into fists. It was going to be a long, hard, frustrating night."Gibbs?" He started to come to awareness to a soft voice speaking in his ear. One eye opened and then the other and he sat up, the memories from the night before flooding in. Abby, him, oral sex, hard cock, lesbian fantasies. She stood at the foot of his bed, the morning light surrounding her and making her features a little indistinct. But he could tell that she was completely naked."Abbs," he.