No need to say it. Triss and Sam had that sadness in common.But fuck that depression shit. She was getting closer. Every night, she and Black Blood an...d the brain dead bitch got closer.“You’re right,” Triss said, “but she’s been recovering, too. And hell, you saw her last night.”Jen and Triss both sighed dreamily. Yeah, Jacob had fucked Samantha in the middle of the cave where everyone could see. Othello had been in the entrance of his alcove, fucking Madison’s ass like usual, and Samantha had. I woke with a start my body hot and my fingers between my legs."Shit," I hissed then looked over at my sleeping husband.I've never told anyone about that hot summer's afternoon some ten years ago now but I had often re-lived it inside my head. I slipped out of my bed and headed downstairs to our small kitchen where I poured myself a glass of cold water. My dream was alive inside my head and my body was still reacting to those thoughts.It had been a hot summer that year and that afternoon I had. She bent over and helped me up off the sand. She brushed off my back and I returned the favor for her.“K, children,” Jess said. “I think it’s time to call it a night.”The guys all helped carry the cooler and other gear back to the limo. Phil saw the mostly naked and covered in sand group trudge back to his car. He hopped out, ignoring the sight, and opened the trunk. Fortunately for him, the interior of the limo was designed to be cleaned easily.Everyone was exhausted so there were no more. I can’t be sure without actually looking at the contract, but I think it means that you’d agree to give them the ownership of everything you write – and I mean EVERYTHING!” “Those little snakes! Are you sure about this?” “Pretty much. But if you want to be on the safe side, I think you should bring the subject up and see how they react.” “I will. Thanks, Ellenor!” He goes back to the table. Ellenor freshens up her make-up before she joins them. “Señor Lobito, there is ONE detail we haven’t.