Struggling, I finally manage to tie up the ribbons at my lower back, only to find myself stumped as half the lace hangs unknotted, having previously b...een held up by yet more hidden ribbons. Unable to manoeuvre the crisscross pattern at the right side of my mid back, I throw my hands up in exasperation and admit defeat. My captor will just have to tie it up for me. Dropping back down at my dresser I huff in annoyance as the lace whips against the bare of my back. Something soft whispers against. It looked like we were doing this behind her back... I tried to say something, but she just went in her bedroom, closing the door. I sighed and picked up my clothes and got dressed. Then I walked out and went back home.Two hours later there was a knock at my door. I went to open it and there stood my handsome black Cuban lover. I smiled at him and invited him in. My heartbeat sped up and I felt warm. Pedro asked me where my husband was. I said Victor was playing tennis…We looked into each. Twenty minutes later there was a frown on her pretty brow… Brandy was no where to be found. Thinking that her maid might be in the laundry getting new clothes for the next day, she headed into the bowels of the keep to where the clothes were cleaned. There was no one there. About to leave, a pile of clothing that the female servants wore caught her eyes and she froze with a sudden thought… did she dare? Looking around to be absolutely sure she was unobserved, Lady Gwendolyn of Pennybrooke Keep. And if things didn’t work out, he still could torture them just for fun.“Hear this, travelers, follow us to Quarva and we talk. The Farnok, as big as they look, are cowards, but they might decide to send warships after all.”“We will follow you.”It was Admiral McElligott who took our call. I had told him what happened so far. He was sitting in his office at Annapolis Tower on Earth and had stuffed himself a pipe while I had told him all that happened so far.After puffing a blue cloud of smoke he.