But instead she reaches over and grabs a condom off the night stand, she hands the condom to Darryl.“Fuck her,” she tells him. “She has such a n...ce tight pussy.”“See buddy, I told you my girl had a tight little pussy you would love to fuck. Even your sister thinks so,” John says.I sit there, looking around, not sure what to do, say, think or feel. What is this? I figure I must be dreaming. I probably fell asleep in the pool house waiting for John. Darryl grabs my legs and flings them over his. The little one hugged his neck as she looked over the crowd. A woman exclaimed “Daisy!” at last, and came running up to the trio.“This nice lady and this handsome man lifted me up ‘cause you got lost, Mommy. I knowd you would see me. He’s my hero. Isn’t he handsome, Mommy? Don’t you wish you had a man like him to be your bestest beau?”“Hush now, Daisy. You need not bother these people.” Daisy’s mother scolded, her face turning scarlet. “Thank you for finding my daughter. She gets to be too much. Spookily, the guards don’t move for a full second even as their swords, hands and lower arms fall to the floor, the blades clattering to the ground, their dead flesh making a sickening wet sound as it almost immediately turns to something gooey, like melted wax.A split second later Rune sets them free and they come out of their unnatural stupor. Two of them start bellowing in pain and grab at their bleeding stumps. The third one, the one who still has both of his hands and his weapon, is still. ' Yup, that was about right, maybe a bit of an exaggeration on the love action bit. Funny how it had all changed. For the first five years of wedded bliss, the percentages had been the other way round; all fuck and no fist. And now the see-saw was tilted the other way. The marital bliss might be non-existent, as rare as a swallow at Christmas but there were others out there who still looked the part, hadn't let themselves go and were a whole lot more grateful for the attention than they.