” His kisses moved to her neck and down her throat, where her blood pumped wildly. and she recognised the tumult starting within her, intense, full ...of wanton desire. He had intended to douse the flames, but he was only stoking them, as his hands spread possessively over each part of her body, breasts, belly, her moistened slit, her clit and buttocks.Surrendering to the thrill overtaking her, she closed her eyes, and could imagine he had twenty hands, stroking, adoring, fingers exploring her. " I looked at my wife and she had such a concerned look on her face. I replied, "You really do this just for me?"My wife gently touched my face, stroking her fingertips down my chin she said, "Of course it's all for you. Now, let me make you feel better." Her hand slowly reached behind my head and she gently pulled me in for a kiss. Her hand slid from my face down to my shoulders as she pushed, moving me down and began to spread her legs. She lifted her sundress up to her stomach exposing her. So one – do we send one or two ships with everyone on board out to Hebrides, hoping we are not detected while transhipping bunker mass and crews.Two – send everyone on one ship to Mountserrat.Three - surrender to the Harbourians orFour - attack the Harbourians"." Vance","Vector", Aggy despite what Brown Hollow and his clowns did to us, those Harbourians are my enemies and those are my friends on Gorgipest, so what's your plan of attack? Over."There was silence over the coms."Charley, charley,. Forget the dress; it was over more than a decade ago. Let’s get back to the part where you’re writing dirty stories about bimbos doing porn.”I held up a finger and then ran upstairs into his room. The dress was really gone! It is a long story, but it was a vestige from a failed relationship. From what I was told—from Kiera, not him—she had really done a number on him and used him poorly. I had been afraid that he still carried a torch for this historical-cunt.In his closet, since I was snooping.