Thanks, bro. I straighten up my back and nervously turn to face Lucy whose gun is now softly clutched in her hands by her side. "Hey," I mumble throug...h gritted teeth. HOLY FUCK!!! My heart is pounding inside of my chest. She could raise that gun any moment and blow my head off! Or worse, call the police! Shit! Not to mention I've got a boner the size of China and I feel like I'm going to pass out because of the blood rush to my penis! I scan Lucy over a suck in a sharp breath and hold back a. .." she began. Then her face twisted, and she seemed to suffer some internal turmoil. After a few seconds she growled angrily and jerked a money pouch out of her robes. "All right! The idiot who tried to kill us had this! Take it! Take it all! Feel free, and don't mind me!" She almost threw it at me."What do you mean?" I caught the pouch before it fell onto the clean, large cobbles. It was heavy, far heavier than the one I had started out with. I knew the worshipers of the Eternal Fire Below. Twenty minutes later Trevor was toweling off. His skin was still pink from the intense heat he always enjoyed in the shower, and his heart was heavy from missing Shelly. Saturday morning showers had always been taken together, ever since she agreed to wear his collar eight years ago. He loved the feeling of bathing together, him taking care of her like he promised to, and her taking care of him as she was told to.Drying himself, and running a comb through his thick brown hair, he looked in the. Send.The stream of foreboding and adrenaline turned from a babbling flow to a torrent flush with winter rains. My stomach churning, my chest suddenly tightening, the little voice that it was only dinner fighting a losing battle with the chemicals flooding through my brain and body.I looked up from the little screen into Chris’s eyes. Apart from the occasional bit of harmless flirting, there had never been anything sexual between us over the five years we’d worked together. As we’d got to know.