Lady Vishnew and Evelyn were feeling pretty good, the plan they'd carried out would at least insure that the keep wouldn't smell like a brewery or wor...se a drinking club that their husbands had frequented before. They were just sitting to have tea when up stairs they heard Lana screaming at the top of her voice. Rushing to her room it was taking all the four women in the room could do to hold her in bed."NO! NO JONATHAN! DON"T DO IT! PLEASE!" She was screaming over and over. Then there was a. I looked behind me and gazed as she sauntered into the room. What a remarkable sight. She wore nothing but a pair of black leather bikini panties; the two halves connected by a thin strip of leather that barely covered her trimmed snatch. The scent of her perfume, a light musk, which she knew was my favorite, permeated the room.She walked closer and stopped directly in front of me, just beyond my reach."Hi, babe," she huskily whispered. "Are you ready for something special?"I swallowed loudly.. At times I couldn't stand it. But I think that's part of the turn-on. It's being on the edge. I don't understand completely why this excited me so much, all I know is it does." I guess I don't understand it either," she said, looking down."But you liked last night, didn't you? You don't regret it?"She looked back into my eyes. "Yes, I liked it. I guess I don't regret it. I don't know, I just don't want this to break us apart."I kissed her softly. "It won't. I love you. But I don't think we can. We’re almost at the shore. I feel the stones of the riverbed pressed into my back as the weight of the creature above me pressing its hot body upon mine. His body upon mine. Slowly he releases my mouth from his swift and brutal touch. It is the man from the shore. The setting sun glistens upon our wet skin as we lie on the riverbank, both unable to move or say anything. His strong hands caress my wet hair and all thoughts of escape are past. As I lie there tight in his embrace I feel only for.