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Date Posted: 17:56:16 08/28/02 Wed
Author: Rhiannon
Subject: Straightening her blouse (adultish post)

Straightening her blouse, Rhiannon glanced back at the dozing form of Albert. She sighed, and put on her boots. He was sweet to her, but she knew that Myron needed her. She was the only thing putting food in his mouth.

Albert stirred as she opened the door to head out, but didn't wake fully. On silent feet, she made her way out into the night.

Things hadn't gone as well as Myron hoped when they frist made their way into the town. He had such big plans. No one had ever been able to resist Rhiannon's charms in the past, and he had used her to get everything he could.

Now, there were many other women, and no shortage of women who were willing to spend time with the men. Rhiannon was just another whore to most of them. The only thing keeping her safe from Myron's anger was Albert's warning.

Not just the warning, she admitted, as she made her way back to her brother. The fact that Albert spent time with her, and there was no hiding any bruises from him. The first thing he did whenever they were together was strip her down and examine every inch. When he was satisfied that she was unharmed, he made up for his callous treatment by treating her like a princess. As rough as life was with Myron, she couldn't leave him.

There was too much she owed him for. Making her way into the room he was in, she knelt in front of Myron.

"What did you get this time? Did you get him to cough up more?" Myron was so angry spit was flying from his mouth.

She opened her mouth to speak, but he backhanded her. "You didn't even ask, did you? Stupid Bitch!"

Rhiannon looked up at him with fear in her eyes. Somehow Myron had gotten drunk. Albert wouldn't scare him now. He stomped over and wrapped his hands around her delicate throat. "I'll teach you to think you are going to get away from me."

The world started to blur around the edges, and Rhiannon fought the blackness washing over her.

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Re: Straightening her blouse (adultish post) -- Albert, 09:36:50 09/03/02 Tue