“You’re right,” said Derek who had recognized their lack of training by the amateur moves they made when attacking. It was interesting that Sid ...had known that, before they had attacked. He walked beside Sid and Jennifer lost in thought as he considered the pair. It was an interesting question concerning how Sid knew that the woman needed rescuing.As they walked down the road, Sid considered what they would do about lodging for the night. The delay in waiting for them to arrive and then going. I'm going upstairs to pack."Fucking? That was a word I well knew, from my friends. It was an insult, as in fuck you. Oh sure, I knew that it also meant sex, but either way, it was not a word heard around my home, except maybe in a movie on a pay channel. I think its fair to say that her use of the word shocked me even more than the idea that Dad was sticking it into Cuddles."Where are you going, Mom?" I strained to hold back the tears."I'm not going anyplace, Stevie. I'm packing your bastard of. "It's different than the beach," she breathed out. "It feels like proper sex, not just fucking." Which do you prefer?" Alex asked coyly.Isabella seemed to ponder for a moment. "I'm not your girlfriend, I'm your slave," she reminded him. "Treat me however you like. If you want to hurt me 'til I scream, go ahead." She wrapped her legs around his waist and humped her crotch against his.Alex lifted her shirt above her breasts. He then leaned down and took one of her nipples into his mouth. She. "You know you don't have anything to prove to me," she said. "Besides, you're nowhere near that midlife age yet. You have at least a few centuries to go" Very funny," said Ken.The car he'd decided on was a brand new Acura NSX with all the options. They had a few top of the line models right there and he wanted to take one for a test drive. He'd been surprised when the salesman had turned out to be a young, very sexy, sales woman. Tall, blonde, stacked and with a slight Russian accent, she was.