For hours we spent more time with her trying to get as much of her naked body touching mine than we did having sex. I knew I was the only person she w...anted to touch. Sex for her with other guys was entirely physical, versus emotional. When she was with me, it was both. When I finally managed to cum inside her, she was beyond happy. It calmed her mind in ways that sex with other guys weren’t giving her. She was slowly riding my dick when mom called up to my room to say dinner was in an hour and. " Sounds heavenly... I'm still putting in 90 to 100 hour weeks; I'm tired all the time. My editors have been kind enough not to say it yet, but I can tell that the quality of my work is suffering." You still on tranqs?" Occasionally... whenever I finish a story and realize that although it's over, I'm still too wired to relax, rest, sleep. Then? You betcha. Otherwise, not so much. Mostly I just drink too much." I keep telling ya, smoke dope and it'll go easier with you." Well, from what you've. Jack took his seat beside Victoria and she clung to his arm.“That was beautiful Jack, that was so beautiful. I guess your dad and I have something in common, in that you’re the most amazing and wisest man we’ve ever met.” ------------------------------------------------------It was late into the night, and Jack and Victoria were sitting in the Owen living room. Jack’s father had long since gone to bed, and now the two teenagers were just talking and sharing memories while drinking from steaming. He breathes contentedly into my ear and slides out. Gunga Din turns on to his back and stare up at the sky."Thank you, for taking my brother," he says so softly that I have to strain to hear him.I don't know what to say so I just flash him a smile. I wiggle out of Seth embrace to turn to Gunga Din."You will keep your word?" I give him a hard look."You and Saul?" he asks without inflection"Me and Nimrod and Saul." I elaborate."Ah," he says in a flash of insight. He looks back at me "You Are.