Lexpov X Marks Lex The Spot

     "I'm lex still pov curious as to what pics you're going to lex do," Katherine said as she lexpov marched up lex behind Mesmon . In lexpov the months lexpov since joining the crew, Katherine had proved herself in raids as well as in the bedroom, her mind manipulated lexpov by Mesmon until she was his lexpov ideal woman, which really didn't need all that much tinkering. She was naturally concerned with his health and well-being and was worried about his plan. "I still don't know if this is a good idea, going at it alone."
     "But----"
     Mesmon's fingers were at lex work on the lock to the small lockbox he'd found under the bed. Years of plying his craft pics to survive on the streets of Egypt came to the lex fore here as the lock sprang loose and lex he opened the chest to show a pile of gold coins and jewels. His sole lex eye gleamed in the light from the riches, his mind already adding it to his pile lexpov.
     An all-too-familiar clicking sound caught his lex attention. Slowly rising to his lex feet, Mesmon turned to see a figure lex standing in lex the doorway. As it moved forward, into the pov small lights, Mesmon could see it was lex an exceptionally pov beautiful woman, one of lexpov the lexpov most beautiful he'd ever seen in lexpov his life . Long dark hair lex framed a face that Cleopatra would have envied, the blue dress she wore the height of ladylike fashion lexpov but failing lexpov to hide her shapely lex body. The lex only thing that spoiled the vision of delicate beauty was the pistol she lex held in her hand, pointed at his chest.
     "I would thank lex you to raise your hands and move away from lexpov my father's belongings lex," she said, the Spanish accent pics just adding to her charms. "I can assure you, I am an excellent shot."
     "I don't doubt it," Mesmon said. He lex knew the arm of a crack shot when he lex saw her lex. "If lex I may ask your lex name?"
     "We haven't lexpov been properly introduced," Mesmon lexpov said, smiling. "Or did your teachings fail to cover the proper etiquette when pov holding a gun on someone?"
     "A thief? True. But common? Anything but. Mesmon at your service, my dear."
     Penelope pov's eyes fluttered closed and she swayed in place, her lex mind now under the lex spell of the gem. Mesmon moved forward and past lex her pov, locking the door behind her, hoping no one would investigate her disappearance anytime soon. He lex turned back to her and came up behind pov her. His arms reached around lex and began to undo the front of her dress, then lex loosening the straps in the back as he spoke. "You have submitted to my gem, Penelope. Say lex it."