I said, "You said you wanted to see us and talk. It's quiet. Since you have nothing more to say, when we finish eating, we will leave. Do not repeat t...his again. Do not follow us. If you do, we will leave you standing outside the door and call the cops. Even though you don't respect us, we insist upon common courtesy. Call first to find out if it's convenient to us. Our plans at this time don't include leaving the city. If we are going to be harassed by you, we can change those plans to remove. Few on Omicron knew how Sicario had escaped that frozen hellhole, infamously referred to as the ‘subzero death sentence’. Jack knew. He was there during the escape, and it had cost Sicario his left arm. In its place, he had a prosthetic bionic arm of dark metal. He saw Jack and grinned. “Hola carnal, it’s been a long time. Glad to see you are not dead yet.”They locked hands for a moment as if arm wrestling. Sicario’s technologically advanced arm on par with Jacks bio-enhancement. His brown. I now began the in-out movements of the act of fuckng gradually increasing the pace. Earlier in our marriage occasionally Sarah would get so hot and impatient she would order me to “fuck me harder or faster” but by now she knew I,d pick up,the pace as we fucked and changed positions till we got to the one most comfortable for both of us which ninety per cent of the time was doggie styled with her on her knees or tummy as I screwed her from behind, an added bonus being she was often so slick. Lastly was my footwear. Since I was wearing something simple yet sexy, I decided on just a pair of wedge heels in black, and headed out the door to my room. There was Klintuck waiting for me with the purse I had that night I met him. He handed it to me and told me to follow him. I agreed with this as I had no idea as to how to get out of this place. I followed him and we walked out the door. Once outside I found we were back on earth. I turned around to find the ship I was on was camouflaged as.