I Dinna Know What's A Sadist. And

Ye Are Blood Of My Blood, And Bone Of My Bone, I Give Ye My Body, That We Two Might Be One. I Give Ye My Spirit, 'til Our Life Shall Be Done.

I'll Scream!" "likely. If Not Before, Certainly During. I Expect They'll Hear Ye At The Next Farm; You've Got Good Lungs.

I Always Thought It Would Be A Simple Matter To Lie Wi' A Woman, He Said Softly. And Yet... I Want To Fall On My Face At Your Feet And Worship You"-he Dropped The Towel And Reached Out, Taking Me By The Shoulders-"and Still I Want To Force Ye To Your Knees Before Me, And Hold Ye There Wi' Me Hands Tangled In Your Hair, And Your Mouth At My Service...and I Want Both Things At The Same Time, Sassenach.

I Was Crying And Laughing, Snuffing Tears And Blood, Bumping At Him With My Bound Hands, Trying Awkwardly To Thrust Them At Him So That He Could Cut The Rope. He Quit Grappling, And Clutched Me So Hard Against Him That I Yelped In Pain As My Face Was Pressed Against His Plaid. He Was Saying Something Else, Urgently, But I Couldn’t Manage To Translate It. Energy Pulsed Through Him, Hot And Violent, Like The Current In A Live Wire, And I Vaguely Realized That He Was Still Almost Berserk; He Had No English.

For So Many Years, For So Long, I Have Been So Many Things, So Many Different Men. But Here," He Said, So Softly I Could Barely Hear Him, "here In The Dark, With You… I Have No Name.