They're done being scattered; they are following us." Well, just drag them over to our chaps. Perhaps we should be following combined arms doctrine? W...hat with my gun out," Alfred offered.Climbing at 80 m.p.h. wasn't getting us far from our pursuers nor much higher either. The male had glided over the harbor, and then climbed over the sea before turning around towards town. The two females had split left and right out-of-town, and hadn't attempted to climb, being confused by the blaring. His mind was suddenly back in the present as she started aparticularly vigorous assault on his aching rear. She penetrated him sodeeply, he let out a high pitched little squeal. Tell me again how muchyou like the pretty tits I bought for you, show me some gratitude youfilthy little whore... I love them! And I love being your little bitch!His response felt so natural, so innate, he couldn't imagine a worldbefore this. Her hands moved to his shoulders and she leaned in, heturned his head slightly. "So tell me what is good her?" I asked."Everything is wonderful. I know that sounds like a commercial, but it really is. What do you like to eat?" he asked."I'm not sure to be honest. I like things with beef and cheese in them for sure. Other than that, I have no real idea," I said. "I don't think I like chicken." Then try the Lasagna, it is excellent and god knows you can't go wrong with Lasagna," he said."Then that's what I'll have with a small salad, no bread. I have been eating like a horse. The standard boring afternoon from a married couples' life. When I was finishing doing the dishes, she came out from the bathroom after a shower, already clothed, and told me to come to the bedroom. When I got there, she was already lying on the bed, supported on her elbows with a bit of a smirk in her smile."Get naked", she said.Even though she wasn't dressed in any sexy clothes and she looked just like on every other Sundays' evening, the tone in her voice and the look on her face - it just.