They never imagined he loved fiercely for a short time, he lived for the satisfaction of his senses and all sorts of ways of augmenting pleasure. They... never foresaw the cold desert in which they would find themselves in, once his desire ebbed. And, if some of them got to do so, they had paid no heed, the pleasures he offered were too unique to miss. That had happened to her and she had paid her price gladly, a good trader to the last minute.He belonged to those born to be loved, wanted and. Miranda, Clarissa and Megan were on their feet, but Stella had fainted, her body horribly blistered where the sun had seared her unprotected skin. Clarissa looked helplessly at the poor girl and finally her pity for her and anger at the guards' cruelty meant that she could take no more.She knelt down beside her and gently licked her back where it looked to be sorest, hoping that the moisture might do something to ease the pain. There was a shriek of anger from a guard and Clarissa ignored it,. ”“Daddy? What happened?”“Well, Hilary he’s wanted in a few states for doing nasty things to some kind folk.” He said smiling at her. He turned his attention back to Luke, “Na, you do so much as twitch the wrong way I’m gonna come in there and knock some sense to ya. Got that buster?” he said in a serious tone.He turned his attention to his daughter again. “Sweet pea? I’m just gonna go down the street to see and question some the folks in that there bar. It’s gonna take a while so if ya want a. Don’t make me beg,’ she said, enveloping him again in the portal of her lips, feeling his involuntary thrust, his craving to enter into her body, his need… her gift. He knew what to do, she was nothing if not blunt in telling him of her needs. Her voracity surprised him, her lust frightened him, what came easy in deception grew difficult by demand, failure could no longer be lost in the busy streets of the city and the halls of power. He traced the boundary where white skin replaced cerise into.