I was not worried about Gwendolyn's life, but I was worried about her being captured. Gwen had a knife, but that would do her very little good if seve...ral men all jumped her at the same time.Rolf and Elbert had rallied to me and I told them what I wanted to do with the pikemen. They agreed to follow my plan while I ran to protect my wife and her maids. What I had in mind for the pikemen was a standard maneuver from Roman times or earlier. I wanted to collapse the center of the line and sweep the. They were making her think of sleep and that was making her tired and unmotivated.All evening Jess had felt like she was forgetting something, as if she was supposed to be doing something. She couldn’t, for the life of her, remember what it was.The doorbell rang and she looked out the window, confused. From her desk she could see the street, and in front of her house was Cameron Barnes’ junky old car. Then it hit her.“Oh, shit!” she gasped. Somehow he had convinced her to make a date tonight,. CaptainHobart, the doctor, would crawl through sick and broken glass to gether into the netball team, but Tayzi's roots are in the West Indies andcricket's her thing.One morning over beans on toast, coffee and bacon so crisp it is almosta sculpture (the chef does it like that for me), she tells me thatthere's been a mistake and I'm overdue my smear test."You tell me this at breakfast?"Tayzi looks surprised. "You don't want to talk about your cervix atbreakfast!" Like I was weird or something.. I begin purring back at her and my back arches in response to her attention. I'm not thinking about sleep anymore. I'm thinking sleep would be just about impossible right now with this growing erection between my legs. Oh, it's begging for attention, but all her attention is going toward my nipples and the grinding, the building tempo of our movement. Her crotch is now sending off waves of damp heat and I can begin to smell the fragrance of her sex billowing out from under the sheets as we.