Our bodies clash against the closet door behind me. Xavier groans into my neck as he pushes his jeans down, desperate to get his skin on mine. "Fuck, ...please.. I need your mouth on my cock."I continue to rub my wet pussy against his boxer-clad dick, working him up to more desperate begging."Veronica PLEASE!!"I giggle and push him back onto the bed. I wet my hand and reach into his boxers, grabbing his huge dick. I want him to be so desperate that he's begging me like a dog. I slide my hand up. Eoin waved me to my seat and I fell on my lunch like a lion on a wildebeest. After two pasties and half of the onion soup, I recalled what Hestia was supposed to be there to teach me and I glanced up from the delicious food to see Eoin with his hand poorly covering a wide grin and Hestia watching me with arched brows.Gulping down the mouthful of pasty, I muttered, "Sorry, but I really needed that!" The rest of lunch I devoured with a little more decorum."As you probably guessed, Alice," Eoin. ."Marcus, would it make your life easier if I went nude?" Nana asked. Despite a certain mild danger, her eyes were laughing. No doubt there were a dozen automated stingers pointed at this mess, but whose fault was it, anyway?"It would seem to be the simplest solution," I admitted."Then I will make it so." Nana started getting out of her clothing. "Does that meet with everyone's approval?"A small child appeared, having wormed her way through the crowd. "You're really eighty-two?" Yes I am,. .. I mean can we, if... ?" His excitement went down and he looked into her eyes, took a deep breath, and spoke directly to her, with love in his eyes and doubt in his heart. "If you are dead, can we still make love? I really want to, but it won't be the same, will it? I want to make love to you, not some dream of mine."Now Janelle was sure this boy, no this man, was very remarkable. He didn't want a dream, he wanted HER! Tears began a slow rain from her eyes and down her cheeks. In a whisper,.