Maeve fought like a wildcat underneath Ivy, throwing her hips violently off the bed and writhing to break the girl's grip on her wrists. The redhead's unfettered breasts bounced wildly as she contorted her body between Ivy's straddling thighs. With Maeve's bucking Ivy rose and fell, grimly trying to stay in place. Maeve threw her hip to one side and at last was able to dislodge the naked wench on top of her, pushing her off onto the bed.<br/><br/><strong>"Cyrus, Cyrus."</strong>Maeve screeched like a fishwife.<strong>"Get your useless carcase in here."</strong><br/><br/>She turned to Ivy, her face flushed and angry.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh you're going to regret this Ivy."</strong>She promised, looking confident once more.<strong>"You ungrateful little trollop."</strong><br/><br/>A door slammed elsewhere in the tavern and the sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs and loud swearing could be heard approaching.