“You’re happier not knowing the details, Sam. Just be happy knowing the only people getting hurt deserve it.” After a few seconds to process, Sa... nodded, and Triss continued. “The issue isn’t that, though. The issue is Elen can’t do much without her book.”“Book? Oh! Oh, the stuff my sire took, after Jack beat the hunters. Oh ... oooh...” She gulped and looked down. Yep, there it was, realization of what Triss was asking. “I ... don’t know if I can do that.”“This isn’t a request you have to say. Given what had happened the night before, she wasn't surprised when the door opened, and David walked in. He moved towards her and, without saying anything, cupped her breast. He rubbed her nipple through the satin of her wedding gown, and it grew hard under the silky fabric. "I'm going to be the first man to fuck you today." Jen didn't object, or try to stop him. She was beyond that now.He lifted her onto a table. As he did, he pulled her gown up so it bunched around her waist. He easily. And I don't know; maybe she was right about financial people only being remembered in terms of "winners and losers." Quite frankly, I don't give a shit. All I care about is that she's alive and happy.My office is one of the nicest rooms in the lake house. Obviously, it was once the domain of Robert Darlingshire, but I've now turned it into my own. The girls are forbidden to enter without permission. I soon began sitting at the big desk and writing the outline of what I hope will someday be my. I was feeling a little sheepish and contrite after Eric and I ejaculated, and I was surprised and a little ashamed that I had masturbated another man. It didn’t seem to bother Eric, and I sensed that he might have had some other experiences with men.I knew that there had to be more to the story. So, after a few uncomfortable minutes and wiping up our mess, Eric agreed to tell me the rest. “I sure never expected that you and I would do something like that, but I appreciate your willingness to.