Also a shoebox with white Mary Jane shoes and a packet of girl tights.Sure I discarded any funny idea about all this stuff and went to my room, to kee...p looking for the thing that I can't remember, but I finally fell asleep on my bed.And why not? I was on vacation anyway.At around six I listen my mother coming with Stella and Laura their really ugly friends from the "kill the men" club.I was a little confused when they opened the door and switched the light on; they literally fell on me and. Shave. The usual.Finished with everything for the morning, I grab a cup of coffee, hop inthe car, and head to work. I work for a science lab. I'm still somewhatlow-level, being out of college only a few years back and still notconsidered entirely tenured at the company. We're doing research ondifferent genetic enhancements. I've been working on growing human bodyparts on rats, presumably to be used for transplants to humanseventually. Not particularly exciting research, but definitely. "We sat in silence for a moment as the realization of why we were together began to sink in. We were together for sex. To fuck each other. To enjoy each other. This woman who was thirty-five years older than me. Looking at Ruth, I didn't give a damn about the age difference. She looked all woman and was more than enough for me. I could feel myself beginning to crank up a gear. The old sex drive had gone from first to third in the blink of an eye. Both my hands were on the table and I clasped. Lee and Kyle had been very thorough in ferreting out Rah’s hidey-hole. They even found two more caches that Jahn didn’t.He had been sitting defeated in front of his fire the next day when he heard noises from the tunnel. He stood and drew his staff and waited. Four men entered. Not one of them was shorter than 210cm. The tallest was 260cm.They had the look of the people he knew of as Vikings, he thought. The tallest man had broad shoulders and narrow hips. His fine blonde hair was plated down.