He felt strong, capable, despite his broken heart. Waking to the familiar sound of the morning alarm horn, he washed and dressed at the bathroom area of his quarters. If he didn’t think too much about Deborah, being a prisoner in this particular pleasure farm wasn’t bad at all. After all, how lon...
That was luxury, but this thing was barely roadworthy. Every bump in the road made Lena’s still bruised behind smart as it was bounced on the bare wood. Her hands were cuffed in front of her, which she thought was a bit extreme, until she realized the whole journey so far had consisted of her ima...