After stopping for something to eat, we headed for home. On the way I picked up a half case of beer, as I like a couple beers on the weekend.When we g...ot home it was later than I thought and everyone was in bed so we had the front room to ourselves. Mary Ellen was using my bedroom which was just off the front room and I was sleeping on the couch so we didn't have to disturb anyone.I opened a beer and was getting ready to sit down and watch some television. Mary Ellen asked me if she could have a. “Yes, I’d love it,” she enthused, “And I could use some of my spare time to read for a degree in Sanskrit and another in biochemistry I suppose.”The Emir breathed a sigh of relief. She had not taken the bait; her feet were still firmly on the ground and she was not about to take on a rôle for which she was ludicrously unprepared. However, he filed away at the back of his mind that in perhaps ten years’ time there had better be a women’s university for her to join.Turning to Nicola he asked,. We sat around the picnic table at the back yard, but instead of poker, we started to play black jack.Losing hands were taking a tequila shot each round. All three of us guys were feeling pretty good, but my sweet Ana was more than a little fuzzy after so many shots. Aaron was a big flirt which my sensual wife enjoyed. It was after midnight when my wife began to act tired of the game. She told us she was bored and asked if we knew any other games. Nathan immediately replied we could play strip. This time--thanks be to the Dark Gods!--allthe way out. AKA made sure. Only when he was certain the boy was indeed once-and-for-all,no-resurrection-possible fucking dead did he sit back and relax his hold, angryand aroused--both at once. He hated when this kind of thing happened. Talkabout a close fucking call! AKA turned to look at Joe Wickham. Blood was quietly pooling near the top of Joe'sskull. So his heart was still beating. Otherwise, there would be no blood-flow,right? His face was.