Since there was no hotel around 15 KM, I told her the same. She told thank you and she told I will sleep in the car but my baby can’t bear the cold....My consciousness was compelling me to take her to my rented room but I was quite afraid with my landlord. But I anyhow got the courage to tell her that if she can manage she will come with me and slept for the night. She agreed as that was the only alternative for her. She locked the vehicle and followed me. When she entered in my room she told me. I started by asking, “How the hell did we not see this coming? We have access to future history, and we have Grandpa actually in the future communicating back. I don’t get how things like this can still come along to surprise us.”“You’ve no idea how many times I’ve thought about this”, he answered. “The short answer is that history isn’t written until it happens. The books on the iPad adapt after events happen, but they don’t anticipate. Case in point: Operation Red-Rising. You’ve given orders. ..he ran his tongue from the very corner of her mouth gently to her chin and down her neck.He gave her neck the tiniest nip and she thrilled from top to toe.He kissed down and along the swell of her breasts and gently kissed one nipple and then the other.She was feeling everything he did in every part of her and she wanted it to be harder and yet softer...She wanted it all at once and she wanted it to last for ever.He knew exactly what she was feeling and he rose and dropped to his knees. He allowed the silence to linger for a moment. The drone of the room’s air conditioner was the only sound that could be heard. Mitch didn’t even have the words for what he wanted to try. He knew what he wanted, but he just couldn’t bring himself to utter the words. “I want—” he stammered, “I want you to—” he tried again, but the words just wouldn’t come. Instead, he simply rolled himself over and assumed a position on all fours. Derek chuckled. “We’re going to have to loosen you up—” he.