" Yeah," Mark agreed. "No doubt there. But they won't kill you, Kelly. Eventually they'll get over it." But what if they don't?" Kelly, they will. ...Don't be silly."Kelly shook her head. "Mark..." but she couldn't find the words to sayand she lowered her head back to the floor again. Then she raised it."You said that if I did whatever you wanted, then you wouldn't show itto them." I was wrong to say that. I'm sorry, Kelly. I really am." Mark, I'm desperate! Please! I'll do anything at. Holy crap it was amazing. I haven’t moved yet. I’m still naked but I’m under the sheets now and my shoulder is wrapped with a pillow case. So you did what I told you to, my good little pet. I look for you and find you asleep with your back turned to me; your hand is still pulled up off the bed from the handcuff. I slide out from underneath the sheet and slip out of the room. I go to the bathroom and take off the pillow case. It sticks and pulls off the wound with a slight pop. Damn it! It’s. As he told me his life story, and how falling on hard times he had come to live with his grandparents, I had my first proper close-up look at Marne. Coarse and rough as he was, he was far better looking than I had anticipated. His attire and hands were icky, but that was hardly surprising, because he assisted his grandfather on their two-acre plot on the outskirts of the village, growing vegetables and tending to the two cows and chickens they had on the smallholding. In return, Marne got food. "She thought she could see the appreciation in his eyes at her words. He reached across the table and tenderly took her hand."Thank you, Laura, I actually think you mean it."They talked for a while longer. He amazed her with the amount of liquor he was able to consume, and there was absolutely no sign of intoxication. She tried to keep up with him, and as a result she was beginning to have a little difficulty thinking clearly.Then he called for the check and paid for it from the largest sheaf.