" Well," Wilson said, "We have finished the pizza and we had our little talk. It is time to go fishing." Since nothing has come up, I am totally agree...able." I was finding that the fishing relaxed me. I didn't feel the need to deal with Liam's death while I was fishing. I also didn't think about who might have been in the Villa I bombed.Since its owner was a drug lord whose their life expectancy isn't long, no one gave the bombing of his home any particular significance. Just figured it was one. . things?” I demanded. Even though my voice didn’t have the power out here that it had in the stone halls of the Demons, it still shook them.“They are RPGs – rocket propelled grenades. They are used to stop tanks,” he answered after a time in a more sure voice.“Drop all of your weapons on the ground and leave them there,” I told them next.“And all of your money,” Al added from beside me.“Yes, ALL of your money. You must have been paid handsomely to do this,” I agreed. A number of weapons fell. He strokes up and down my sex, his soft touch giving me such intense pleasure. He’s stopped and now his fingers are opening me, exposing me. He’ll see how wet he’s made me. Will he take that as compliance? Will he think this is what I want? Surely not. He’s my servant. He’s a knight. He must know this is wrong.He’s opened me, but he wants more. The tips of his fingers are moving inside my entrance, spreading me wide so he can see deep inside. I feel his warm breath on me, the heat pulsing on my. I'll give fifty or sixty hours during the week, but the weekends are mine. I have absolutely no intension of turning out like you and spending every waking moment working, I am going to have a life outside of Dawson Enterprises."He didn't like it, but short of firing me there wasn't anything he could do about it. I left his office, went home and changed clothes and then I went out on the prowl. That Friday was a turning point in my life. Not only was it the day I let my father know that Dawson.