She smiled at him, sitting alongside him on the couch, sipping a port, seeming to read his thoughts. ‘How bad do you want to fuck me?’He smiled ba...k with as much aplomb as he could muster. ‘Making love sounds better, I think? Eh?’‘You haven’t answered me. We can do both if you like though. But first, I want to know how badly you want me. Its important to me. I like to be wanted.’‘Like you wouldn’t believe. Feel this’, he said, boldly taking her free hand and placing it on his half erection.‘I. "Could you be more mysterious, Alex? I'm the newbie here, remember- Iwasn't aware there was going to be another...'mission'?" I protested."There will always be 'another' mission, Alexandra...or haven't you usedyour gift to see that already?" she smiled.I hadn't- mostly because I was still new to the whole looking before Ileaped into the future or history thing! Quickly, I scanned my nearfuture and was reassured that my initial ordeal had almost run itscourse. Somewhere inside I felt a great. Osborn!" announced a gruff voice from behind them."My office! Right now!"***Pamela wasn't too surprised that John had fallen asleep. As she'd beenfully expecting, their long bout of incredible lovemaking had simplyworn him out. She could have kept him going for hours if need be.However, the cessation of her pheromone production once she'd beenfully satiated had helped him start feeling the full effects of his ownexhaustion.She gazed at the form of her slumbering partner. His chest rose andfell. Though she had to admit that she at times started a lot of situations by fault, leaving poor Banjoto take the full blunt of the mess as it unfolds. She hoped this time that he started it, not her.When he reached the top of the tree, Kazooie waited for the moment of truth. "I see something," said Banjo, "I think it's-"He was cut short when a boxing glove came charging out of the bee hive, hitting him square inthe nose. Kazooie felt herself being ripped out of the backpackby sheer force as the.