"If you please," he added.I paid for my beer, drank off the foam and followed him to a table off to the side. He sat with his back to the wall; I was ...exposed to the whole room. I felt my skin crawling as I watched him size me up."I can use a man like you," he said, making an odd motion with his mouth as if a nerve in his face did not work right.I drank and leaned back."Well," he said."Doing what?" I asked. "I got a job." Soldiering," he said. "My militia company. We shares what we takes, and we. When I got home that night I mentioned to Kate that an met an old friend called Wayne and that he would be coming around this evening for a drink, I didn't tell her that he was black, I wanted to see her reaction.Wayne came round and Kate was introduced to him, I watched as she ran her eyes up and down him, not noticing me see her linger over his crotch, Wayne then started to work his charms on Kate and she slowly began to warm to him.As the evening progressed they got more comfortable with. He punched Lambert twice in the temple, stunning him, then drew his blades and kneeling on Lambert’s wrist, held him for binding. He gave a quick bow of his head to the king. ‘What is your will, my lord? Shall I gut him?’ he said, prodding him in the stomach with his sword, ‘or geld him?’ the blade slid lower, pointing steady as a stone at Lambert’s groin. ‘Cut his tonker off and feed it to the dogs,’ snarled Angela. She moved forward, dealing Lambert a savage kick to the ribs. She pulled up. We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I'd had a few drinks, I didn't object when his hands started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Ben had been neglecting me a bit. Being on Honeymoon, I thought that we would be having sex night and day but maybe because Ben is so much older than I am, we had only done it 3 times in 9 days. Then George asked me to go outside for some air. I was going to tell my husband Ben that I'd be right.