She did not relax, although the old sword was now almost too heavy for her. She looked up into golden eyes that gleamed with amusement. That made her ...angry. She tightened her grip on the blade, her red eyes cold. The huge man before her was impossibly handsome. “Why did you kill them?” she asked coldly. “Weren’t they your friends?” The amusement flared brighter. He shook his head slowly his red hair swaying. “You came in here for sanctuary,” he said. His deep, rich voice resonated in her. “They. Their faces will be priceless.“Hey Krystal, what do you think about meeting my friends? Do you have like a cover story to use? I can’t exactly say ‘hey guys, this is Krystal. Yeah, she just appeared in my bed yesterday morning’. No way will they believe that. Hell, I still have a hard time with it.” “I don’t have a story, but I think you can make something up. You can be very creative.” She gave me that foxy grin again. Damn it I love that.“Of that I have no doubt. But how about papers,. .. anything ... if only she remains pure." An admirable quality in a mother, I must admit," said Sir Quigley. He bowed. "I accede to your request, Madame Tinsley. If you please me, I will attempt to make your trials bearable."Then he filled page after page describing how Judith Tinsley used imagination she wasn't aware she'd had up to that point, and found great, if secret, joy in attempting to please the pirate, as she insisted upon being ravished over and over again.What she didn't know was. Only the sound of the beating of their hearts could be heard as their faces drew close and the two lovers kissed, lightly at first but then more passionately as the excitement of being close to each other grew. Deedi's hands slipped over Robin's chest and caressed his nipples through his shirt as he held her tight and then she slid one hand down to undo his zip. She reached inside until she could hold his hardening cock between her fingers and gently rubbed him up and down until he became fully.