Old enough to be my father. Geez, must be one of those prof types from the college. Ultra-nerd. Freaky. What's he doing here? Must have got lost.He fe...lt totally out of place. He was out of place. What was he doing here anyhow? Sweating and feeling uncomfortable, that was what he was doing here. Get up and leave? Not yet, damn it.The poetry. Remember the poetry. Why? Maybe it'll take your mind off this damn nervousness. He began tapping the rhythm on the tabletop. The singsong syllables. "She turned and looked at September, "Would you pose in the nude with me?"September's eyes were as big as saucers."You're kidding, right?" No, I'm serious. I've never had a decent portrait of the two of us, together. Not even when you were born. Your father wouldn't have it ... He said it was unseemly. It's something I've always regretted." ... I don't know ... I'm not sure I could..."Jill was going to say something but something made me take up Jill's arm and squeeze it; silently I let her. Lee and Kyle had been very thorough in ferreting out Rah’s hidey-hole. They even found two more caches that Jahn didn’t.He had been sitting defeated in front of his fire the next day when he heard noises from the tunnel. He stood and drew his staff and waited. Four men entered. Not one of them was shorter than 210cm. The tallest was 260cm.They had the look of the people he knew of as Vikings, he thought. The tallest man had broad shoulders and narrow hips. His fine blonde hair was plated down. There's some sort of contraption there, I think it's called a strapless bra. As far as I can tell, she doesn't need it. I get rid of it, in a hurry."Grab my tits. Hold me. FUCK me. FUCK me." Every time my cock pounds into her, "Fuck" come from her gorgeous, very lady-like mouth and it's completely apropos. It is a breathless, magic chant, and it's driving me joyfully crazy. I drive into her harder, cupping her breasts firmly from behind now."Harder."I move my hand to her hips, pulling her to me.