You’re a better lover, although he wasn’t bad by anymeans. Would you consider going to his room for some funtonight?”I paused, then ...replied, “I don’t know. Sure I’vefantasized about it but that’s a big step.”“Honey, I gave up my cherry in high school and hadboyfriends almost all the time until I met you. Has thathurt my pussy or made me love you any less?” “Well, no…”“OK then. Here’s your chance to try. The others followed. Rubenstein made sure both cops saw him hand the woman the warrant. Josh followed his wife up the stairs to her room. He couldn't believe the opulence of the residence. Yvonne had to put millions into the place with its dark woods, thick carpeting and plastering."Everything is just like I left it when my wonderful parents drugged and sent me into that crazy house. The bastards," she glanced around. She opened her large walkin closet to see her wedding dress right where she. Didn’t matter that this particular fantasy didn’t feature on my list until a minute ago.“How the hell are you planning on doing that?” he raised an eyebrow.“Let’s meet half way,” I suggested and started climbing higher. He lowered himself too, but he was still a few feet above me.“You do realise your whole face is covered with cherry juice?” he grinned when he looked down with squinting eyes.There goes my sexy tomboy image, I thought. Can a tomboy even be sexy at all? Oh, Lara Croft. I guess. I. No one’s getting anything by him.I wear a long Tee when he sleeps with me, but I didn’t this night. Not sure why, not sure I even bothered to think it through. Felt good though. Walker snuggled back into my arms. He sighed. Felt good to him too.He whispered, “So?”“Well. His name is Eamon Nilsson. 2nd Officer. I’m not sure what he does, something about steering.”I was drawing soft circles on Walker’s chest with my right palm. He whispered, “The 2nd Officer, that’s an important job.”“Oh?”“Yeah!.