Well, why don't you go back to that slut you call a wife and pay her a 100 to let you fuck her asshole." "That bitch is not my wife." Bob wailed. "I c...an only cum with you. I love you." "No you don't and I can't argue with you. My son will be back any minute" She was playing her part well. Bob was shocked. For all the money he had, he never thought a cheap prostitute will reject him. But rejection is such a powerful tool that it devastated him. "So you won't see me today?" he asked, dejection. “Hear anything close by?”Candace shakes her head. “They’re not that close to us yet.”“Let’s go then,” he says, looking out again.“Where are we going?” she asks, following him out.Luke looks back to see her foot catch a root and she falls. She rolls up onto her side and looks at him. Her skirt is bunched up around her waist, leaving her ass exposed to the morning sunlight. Even in danger, and even in her human form, she manages to looks sexy.“Fuck,” she huffs as she struggles to her feet. She. ’ ‘How?’ ‘Melinda made drinks and Melissa took Kari off for a chat. From my seat I could see Melissa doing all the talking. She gestures a lot, but her back was too me, so I couldn’t read lips. The drinks Melinda made were a 6 pack of beers split into 5 pint glasses and diluted with everclear. Up to that night I had drunk maybe 7 ounces of beer spread over 10 different days. Needless to say that was the first time I got drunk. My man friend and I got into bed somehow (perhaps we were already. "Your room tab again?" Yeah, thanks," Zach said as he let go of Jillian long enough to grab both glasses.By the time he made it back out of the crowd at the bar she was staring out the large windows facing the bay. Handing her the shot glass, he downed his and pulled her close again. Others were staring and pointing out the window so he glanced that way as well.A tall masted sailing ship was entering the bay, it's pale sails reflecting the moon's glow. A murmur started in the crowd, then a few.