"Jonathan took the older male's hand in his, shaking it. "I'm..." he began,only to pause as he remembered his current predicament. He hesitatedbefore ...answering. "...Dragona. Call me Dragona."The merchant raised an eyebrow, clearly recognising it as a fake name, butchose not to say anything. Judging from his smile, he didn't even seemoffended. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Dragona. Very well, we leave forWightwood in the morning. For now, it'd be best to get some sleep."The newly-christened. "Id have to be naked to do that, Audrey, and perhaps I shouldnt undress for you to see me because you are my sister". "For goodness sake, Peter, I know what a naked man looks like so go ahead and do it". "Ill do it but dont be surprised if something happens to me being naked in front of you". "You will get an.an erection, Peter, and I wont mind at all when you do". I stripped off in front of her. Sure enough my cock grew a little and Audrey seemed interested on seeing it. It was the first time. Call me if you need me. There were two mumbled responses and then the door shut and he turned to me again, his eyes still hard as he grabbed my arm and pulled me out the backdoor, turning off the light as we passed it. My bag hung limp and heavy from my arm as I followed him numbly to a car. He shoved me into the passenger seat and then walked around to his side. I was shaking from fear. It seemed he was more of a hands-on kind of guy. Probably wanted to hand me right over to the police. There was no way I was going to learn anything about her motivations using THAT approach. I tried another tack, “So you play golf? Are you any good at it?” I admit, that might have been a little transparent but I am anything but subtle.She said, “Oh yes, I am in two different leagues. I played it inter-collegiately when I was at Harvard.” She looked thrilled that I had asked. Things were going so well that I didn’t have the heart to inquire which foursome she had been banging last night.I had.