" I countered.He laughed, "No, they can't. But I think it would hurt you should anything happen to them ... I'll tell you what ... If you sheath your ...word and give yourself up to me I may release them." He said with a smile on his lips.Robert pulled on my arm, "I beg you Milord. Don't do it, once he has you what's going to stop him from carrying on his attack?" He said.I shook my head, "I can't let them die." I said and put Twilight into its sheath I raised my helm. "Alright Brak, I give. One day it was Mike's birthday. A cause to celebrate and often such celebrations got a bit boisterous.So to celebrate his birthday Mike went out with some mates of his leaving me by myself in the house. Mike and one of the mates he'd gone out with returned in the small hours in high spirits with a couple of women (sluts as they called them) they had picked up. I heard Mike demand "Where's Emma" (me). I was still up sitting downstairs in the lounge. We had an "open" relationship which means it. .. the soft silk of the gown billowed behind her and with a shrug, wafted to the floor...He turned towards her, his eyes caressing her nakedness with growing passion as gently he pressed her back onto the bed... her teeth bit into her lower lip and she inched her way higher, knowing what was to come... not knowing how it was to arrive there...Silently he dropped to his knees.. lips touched her calves, sliding down towards her ankles... gently he raised her foot to his lips, kissing first one. Though I'd had but limited experience working summers during my college career, I'd gotten the assistant quantity control managerial job based on my degree and the subsequent interview I'd had with Nick Bozman himself. It was he who had invited me to the party that night.Marianne at the time was a refugee from the secretarial pool. Mr. Calvo had taken a fancy to her and asked her to be his arm candy for the affair. At any rate, after that night at the party, Marianne and I had become an item..