’ ‘Please go,’ I whispered. ‘He’ll kill you.’ Danny hesitated, his hand still reaching for me. My father lifted me by my hair, pulling me ...off the bed. I clenched my teeth, willing myself not to scream and getting my knees under me to lessen the pull on my scalp. ‘What are you waiting around for? Is this what you want to see?’ my father asked, holding me up like a prize, my blouse gaping open. I tried to pull it closed, tears blurring my vision. ‘Here it is,’ he said to Danny, yanking my blouse. ” She had very obviously dyed her hair blond. Iasked her why she dyed her hair, when she would lookbetter with her natural bright red hair. She got apuzzled look on her face and said, “How did you know myhair was red?”I said, “Your pussy hair is bright red, so I assume thateither you dyed it, or more likely you dyed you hair.With your skin tone, you would look a lot prettier withthe red hair, than as a blond.”The restaurant had very good food and was. Eventually she knocked and waited for Simon to invite her in. "It's Leanne, can I have a chat," she said in answer to an unheard question, and then she entered the room.As she closed the door from the inside Simon looked a bit apprehensive and asked. "Hi Leanne, what do you want?" I, um, just thought I ought to come to apologise for yesterday." Apologise?" Well, yes, I was a little, um, let's say not very nice to you. I don't know what got into me. I mean, you were right about the way I treated. " To Bedwyr's amazement, the tip of Osman's scimitar began to bleed. Within moments the blade was covered in deep, arterial blood. Bedwyr went to touch the blood that now covered the entire curved blade of the scimitar but just before he could touch it the blood vanished, leaving the gleaming metal of the sword once more.The creature cried a scream of rage and Bedwyr saw it reach out its claw once more. Bedwyr stood his ground and held the scimitar, so that its blade was facing the creature..