I would find her and ask her about that."I was somewhat troubled to hear that. She had seemed genuinely helpful. However, if Michael hadn't sent her, ...how did she know where I was? How did she get me from the Dragons?I looked over at the group. "Steven, can I ask you something?" Sure," Steven said and he joined me and Michael."Last night you were with the other Dragons when I found you in the warehouse. What happened after I was knocked out?"He shook his head. "We just left you there. No one. Marissa pouted. "So what?"Olivia put her brush down and frowned at her daughter. "So what? Well first of all don't sass me and second of all, you need to spend a little more time here at home. All you ever want to do is go out. This is your senior year and I expect nothing but good grades from you so that you can get into a good college."Marissa sighed. "Mom, I'm making all A's except in Trig I got a B. I'm working on raising that grade. I'm doing pretty good." Pretty good? That's not what. It was five o clock when I woke up with a crow squawking on, turning over I felt something next to me, then remembered the mother in law. She was on her side looking away from me and I could see her lacy knickers with the sun shining in the windows.I ran my hand over her knickers and up over her waist feeling the smooth material covering her tummy, they were still big knickers compared to my daughters but were very sexy to touch. Gently feeling the pattern, I felt her moved them her hand came. The second was the use of female white slaves as draft animals to pull pony traps; again he felt the invention of the Rolls-Royce made this unnecessary, and the thrill of using the women was more than satisfied by the hunting he loved, using wolfhounds to track down a specially trained slave. The third, however, was more intriguing; he thought he too might try the pleasures of ensnaring a mother and daughter pair. Perhaps a kidnapping, or perhaps, even more exciting, the seduction of both while.