"It sounds like the script for an X-rated movie. But you're all too real." Take your time and catch your breath," Isobel said. "But meanwhile, I'll sh...ow you what we mean, because Eddie and I waited all through your performances, and now we're exceptionally hot to trot, as the saying goes. Or haven't you noticed how hard his prick is?"Clayton simply gulped more whiskey, then turned his head to watch his wife lead Eddie over to the couch. Isobel said over one thin shoulder, "You really can't work. “You really shouldn’t.” He really shouldn’t have. This looked like an expensive gift. She was a woman taking her pleasure from her body -- and his, not one trading her body for jewelry.“Open it, already.” When she did, it was an engagement ring. Well, he didn’t think of her as a bought woman. This was better, or -- maybe -- worse.“Oh, Bill!”“Carolyn, will you marry me.”“I have to think.” And think she did. In the first place, he could be arrogant and bigoted. No, in the first place, he was sexy. My little elf was still alive and from what it could see she was still breathing. She was however unconscious and she had a nasty looking wound on her right upper arm along the outside of it. The energy from the laser beam had cut along the surface of her arm in broad path of travel that looked to be at least two inches wide. It had burnt through her outer tunic and her chainmail sleeve, and the padding beneath it. It had just touched the surface of the skin but the damage looked severe to the. Then they dragged me to the bed and the three of us got undressed in a couple seconds.Burke took off his belt and put it around my neck. At this time I got scared and I pleaded with him, sobbing and almost crying, not to hurt me.He laughed and said: “You are our white slave now, babe, do not worry, we will not hurt you more than you deserve… we just will fuck your brains out.”He tied my hands on my back with a silk scarf and threw me onto the bed.Things got a little rough as the two of them.