. rather than by the desire of his own weakness to know it, like my pathetic Lumsden here ... whose display will be just as enthralling, none the less..., as will be witnessed by our pets to ensure their devout obedience.” Julia smiled as Creed’s cock pulsed in unison with his wide eyes, at the thought of seeing males executed by a woman. She closed her eyes, and continued her serene smile.“Ah yes ... Blythe-Cranford ... his public school education and high society charade did not keep him from. "So we heard." Think we'd do better together," I said."You think that?" she asked with a smile."No," I said, returning her smile. "I don't get paid to think."She nodded. "They might be right, whoever's doing the thinking. But so far we've been lucky, and I believe we are doing some good, clearing our area, letting people keep their animals and their crops, get in their harvest." You've had a few run-ins?" Yep," she said, "mainly with confiscators, both German and English, horse thieves, small. I still wanted her, of course, and had office etiquette permitted it I would have spreadeagled her on the desk and taken her there and then. But the news that she had been with Tommy did not upset me, if I was not in a position to use her, I felt, I had no objection if she wanted to take her pleasure elsewhere. So I explained to her that it was all right, what she had done was only natural and I was not angry with her. She looked relieved but not satisfied. ‘But James, it’s you I want to fuck,. . , no, was doing, to him. When a sliver of tooth in his gums became tender, or when hanging his rear end off the edge of the bed so he could move his bowels without soiling the bed, he could call on lots of anger. It could boil to a steaming heat. But it passed. He couldn't seem to hold onto it. As horrible as the effect of her actions was, she wasn't being mean. She was being crazy. By her own twisted reasoning, she was being as kind and caring as she knew how to be.Sometimes she made little.