That ought to be enough." I agree," Kim said. "And besides, I've still got The Curse."Kim slept quietly beside us in the big king-sized bed while Tess... rode me, cowgirl-style, to a mild but pleasant orgasm early Sunday night. I would have been perfectly satisfied to call it a night at that point, but one glass of wine later, Tess was on the floor beside the bed, on her knees, sucking my cock back to life.I wondered how much of this was a reaction to her erotic afternoon at Bonnie's pool.. Saturday morning I flew into the swamp compound. After that trip I had full access to the compound at anytime according to Martin. Dog met the plane with his handler. A young guy just in his twenties. A career dog trainer with the US Army. He was short a leg which I only noticed because he didn't bother to hide his prosthetic blade inside a boot. He had been a dog handler till the Taliban shot his dog and then shot him as well, with a very large caliber rifle stolen from a dead US ranger. ‘We three, then?’ the drow asked, looking from Cyra to Mikhail. ‘We three,’ the tiefling said. Lura knew Mikhail would ever be at her side, but wondered whether Cyra would be overcome by wanderlust. That doubt satisfied, Lura smiled. ‘I couldn’t leave that beautiful drow ass of yours anyway,’ Cyra said, winking at Mikhail. ‘As long as I don’t get pushed out of the way,’ Mikhail said, feeling a bit left out as Cyra reached over to caress the taut curve of Lura’s bottom. Lura reached over,. But it was one of these sluts she had to ask which one of the rundown clay and wattle buildings housed Andromeda. “Oh the new girl? The posh one from the temple. The cunt who’s taking my custom. I hope you’re taking her back with you. We don’t want her here.” Diana smiled as politely as she could at the woman. She must be almost forty. No wonder she had to wear such thick paint over her face. And her breasts were cracked and leathery after years of exposure to the sun. But surely she wasn’t.