You brushthe damp lock of hair, which dangles before your eye, back behindyour ear to give me a clear look at them... I stand, transfixed... butmy eye...s wander yet again to your breasts, your legs... I feel captivated, but must needs take the gentleman's part... I throw my summer cloakoff my shoulders and proffer it to you... "Here, Miss Simms, please take this whilst you prepare for me... suchdelicious promise must not be kept waiting..."Sitting down at the small wooden table, I breathe deeply,. Maybe she went out the window." Stupid bitch. That's just like her. I'll find her, and when I do, I'm going to knock some humble into her. She thinks she can just waltz off and fuck some guy when the mood strikes her ... well ... she's got another think comin'." She told me she wasn't married," I said, trying to find out what the story with this guy was."Bullshit. She married me in Halifax in 2003. Civil ceremony ... in front of a J.P. She's married all right." Are you sure she didn't file for. By this time I had satisfied all the ladies in the shrine, for that is what it was, as one of them informed me. We were in a temple dedicated to love! I was offered more delicious food but the mysterious silver potion had unaccountably vanished. I was eating and drinking, still surrounded by all my fair companions. I accepted yet another mouthful of food and a casual thought entered my mind,“From where I hail, this is what we call debauchery. It is a sin.”Unsurprisingly, I was met with. Tom showered quickly and returned to his bedroom to dress and check on Mia. He couldn't help but worry about her; based on the state of her clothing at the end of the night, the ferals had given her quite a beating. After she had fallen dormant into his arms mere seconds after they had entered the apartment, he had stripped the rags from her body and wiped the dried and crusted blood and gore from her with a sponge. Her skin, of course, had shown no signs of damage, but the fact that she had.