"Who says I can't?!" Brian flung off as Renee tried to grapple at his rough arm. "Ah, the dear Miss Cook! The slut herself..." Hauling Lisa off the floor again he used her as a shield against Renee. The girl was panting hard and seemed highly dismayed at being used as a tool in this gross way.
Renee moved aside and in a sudden, improvised gesture she seized the breadboard with which Lisa had spanked her.
"Hey, look at what he's picking..." she tossed at Brian -the line took him by surprise: was Kiel up to something? He looked over at the other end of the kitchen, and Renee, with a strength born of injury, flung the breadboard straight at his left arm holding Lisa. Grabbing jhold of the girl she forced her off him and down to the floor.
"Dinner, gentlemen!" she called out, trying to sound imposing but hiding the fury inside of her. She held the breadboard in front of her like a little shield. "Lisa, stay beside me."
Lisa followed her words, and both women looked hard at Brian.

The intruder tried laughing, but it seemed not quite convincing. "You think she wants to be with you after..."
Renee, after a few moments, replied, "She stays by me. I didn't want her spanked - remember, Lisa? - and now" - she drew breath - "now that it's dinner I shouldn't like to see her assaulted. Okay, gentlemen?"
Her quickly improvised words took effect. Both Brian and kiel realized it was time to stuff their stomachs. Standing beside Renee, Lisa sought her hand and clasped it. Renee, out of sight of the two men, freed her hands.
"You OK?" Renee said in a low voice, as the men seated themselves.