”“We have a house around back.”“A family lived there but they’re gone now.”Marcos was happy people in small towns noticed so quickly. “...Foul play?”“No they just disappeared.”“Debt?”“Likely, they were a shady bunch, three men, and their mum who was the worst of the lot. I heard they tried robbing people on the road.”“A pity.” Marcos lied. “Well Milady needs a house, and she can pay well for the cleaning.”“Well, I can arrange it. Her name?” He said pulling an old registry out from another. She also saw a hundred tiny silver needles protruding from her flesh, before she lost consciousness again. ___________________________ The tremor came after the blast by a good minute, and it knocked Val right off the dune. He’d stood speechless as the mushroom cloud rose up, unable to believe his eyes. After what had happened, someone was using atomics? Standing in the result of that same madness, someone was actually detonating a nuke? Only an Orbital could do it…that he was sure of. That. As it had been since those racist bastards as the private boarding school had been so mean to them, two lonely boys, ostracized for being Italian. It hadn't occurred to either of them that it might have been because they were just stupid and mean bastards, to boot. Half the kids in the school had been of Italian descent. But they had found and comforted each other in their own way, from the until now.Interrupting his devoted friend, he handed him a glass of the exquisite champagne Mr. Smith had. I love watching her face while she rode me, the pleasure I was giving her was written all over it, and seeing her enjoyment only increases mine. She leans forward, taking my hands in hers and pressing them out to the side, all the while continuing to rock her hips in the motion that gives her the most pleasure. I knew she was getting close from the change in her breathing, she leans down and kisses my lips as she tries to hold back the pleasure from overtaking her. The kiss and her ragged.