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it like it was the most horrible thing in the world. “You would remain Melinda for the duration of our association. A simple guest until we pull the First City job and dump you. As opposed to Isis. You would no longer be one of us.”
    I could barely breathe. It was weird, but the way they made such a big deal out of my god name, that made it a big deal. I didn’t want to be Melinda anymore. I wanted to be one of them. I wanted to be Isis!
    “I’m sorry, but that’s how it would have to be,” Odin said, looking grimly at Thor.
    Thor put a heavy, warm hand on my thigh, and I sucked in a breath. “Do you understand why we have to make the ultimate punishment so harsh?”
    It was weird and surreal and I sort of didn’t get it. “Are you making this up as you go along?”
    “That’s not the sort of question we like to hear,” Thor said.
    I tried not to grin, but it was all so crazy and hot. I could see no reason not to go along with the whole thing, aside from the fact that, somewhere back In Baylortown, Wisconsin, my sisters were probably worried out of their minds about me, crying, and I could get the guys to let me out and be reunited with them by nightfall.
    Except I wanted this more. Did I have no heart?
    “Fuck,” Zeus said, shifting lanes. I couldn’t tell whether his commentary regarded the road or our conversation.
    Gravely, Thor said, “We don’t want to take away your name, Isis, but if we have to, we will. And you’ll be Melinda again.”
    Thor scooted closer. “What do you think about the rules, Isis? Will you abide by them?”
    I looked up at Zeus’s eyes in the rearview mirror. They were fixed on the road. What did he think about this?
    “Did Thor just ask you a question?” Odin said.
    My mouth was quite dry. Would I abide? I knew nothing beyond very regular sex, and a bit of cartoon porn. They would laugh about the cartoon porn. I resolved never to tell them about the cartoon porn. I wanted Isis to be worldly.
    “What’s the etcetera? You said tie you up, etcetera .” The pulse in my ears amplified, the way it used to when I’d start down the ski slope. I was starting down a ski slope into a wildly hunky unknown.
    “The etcetera is mutually decided as we go along,” Odin said.
    Thor looked at me new, like he’d just realized something. “You’re into it.”
    I wasn’t clear on what the it was, and I didn’t care. “Yes,” I breathed.
    “Wow, Sherlock,” Odin said. “Your brilliance is blinding. Did you just figure that out?”
    “ We’re into it,” Thor said. “Come here.” He pulled me onto his lap, and I happily settled in. I felt my sex throbbing, wanted his hands there. Would we have sex now? It would be so outrageous.
    “Say yes,” Thor said, drawing his fingers over my sensitive nipples, which were somehow more sensitive through the fabric.
    “Yes,” I said, trembling practically out of my skin. “I’m in.”
    Something passed between Zeus and Odin—Zeus had given assent of some kind, with just his eyes. Or did I only imagine it?
    “I am going to have to ask you to do something for me,” Thor whispered in my ear. “For us. It just must be done.”
    We had exited the freeway now and were racing down a two-lane highway, heading south along the tracks. I melted backwards into Thor’s lap, excited, and quite frankly, scared. I dropped my hands to touch the sides of his thighs, relished the solidity of his muscles, remembering how he’d leapt over the teller counter. What would he ask? I hoped it wasn’t to suck all their cocks in succession. Even Isis wouldn’t be into that, just on its own, at least without a saucy role-play context developed for it.
    Odin was facing forward. Had he adjusted the mirror?
    Thor ran his hands down my waist to my bare legs and then reversed direction, sliding upward, dragging his fingers heavily along my thighs, taking my skirt with it.
    Slowly.
    My skin felt impossibly sensitive under his touch. I breathed heavily as his