“Not everyone, daddy… I mean, sure sex is good but I prefer to do it with the guys who I know at least…” She said as she look out to the windo...w. Blushed for talking about sex with me. The rest of the ride went silence. Glad it’s not a long one. When we get home he kisses my cheek and wish me goodnight and thanks for picking her up. I can see her ass jiggles with the devil wings flopped on her hips as she climb up the stairs and I heard her bedroom closed. “Fuck…” I mutters. “If only I could…” I. “The Manthakin Emperor wants to become an immortal and believes Iane could give him what he needs to achieve this goal. Ask Iane if you want to know more about it,” he finished shrugging.Jenaya watched Roban intently before she asked her next question. “If the reasons for a war don’t matter to you, does it mean it’s a coincidence that the Manthakin Emperor is your enemy, and you would also fight as his ally?”“No, it isn’t a coincidence. I would always be the Emperor’s enemy, because there would. I didn’t know where to start. I couldn’t even find my coffee pot to make coffee. Mildly depressed, I pulled out a chair in the kitchen to sit on and sighed.At that time the phone rang. It was Mandy, my coworker. She invited me to her house for a brunch: “No trouble at all! There are just four or five of us. All housewives. Our husbands are playing their usual Saturday morning eighteen holes.”I felt somewhat stupid showing up empty-handed but I had absolutely nothing to bring. And Mandy assured. When she closed her eyes briefly, she imagined taking that quick and yet somehow vast journey down to grasp his magnificent physical proof of his lust for her. She opened her eyes, staring down, resisting. She had to know where she stood in his heart first. She whispered into Jim’s ear through the slow throbbing music and Grover Washington Jr.’s strong rope of melody he was blowing through his tenor saxophone. ‘Picture Jane. Tell me what you see. Tell me what attracts you.’ ‘She talks to me.