They pulled John’s head lower so that they faced each of his pointed ears. They began to whisper quietly in each ear, seductive, arousing things.“... want to hear you moan, John” Alyssa murmured.“I want to feel you throb in my mouth, John” Calara moaned.“Would you like that? Two beautiful teenagers servicing you?” Alyssa purred.“Show us both our place, John. We want to please you” Calara breathed.John could barely contain his excitement, as he gently eased his buried fingers from each girl and. We're all in then." Miguel downed his shot."Well I'm beat and I gotta call back to my guys and get a possie downhere. Is there anywhere decent in this shithole to stay?" Cassie asked."I got a two room apartment five klicks down the road. It's quiet andit's safe." Miguel spread his hands."Hey I'd like to help you Cassie but I gotta get back to Mister Mediciand report our progress in person," Diego apologised."Ok Speedy Gonzales. Looks like I'm staying at your crib but no funnybusiness ok?". The kiss he stole to cover his ploy. The promise the night held, as she sat on his lap."The fuck I would've," he sneered, dark eyes peering down her body. "You've got nothing I haven't had from a hundred other cheap whores."“Cheap whore?” she shot back, the barb stinging more than she cared to admit “I was in your pocket, faq’haa, and I know you couldn’t afford me.” So she turned it back on him. "Four fucking sixes!" she laughed, mocking. "Dammit, I should have known you were cheating!" I don't. I heard from her once my freshman year, but didn’t even open the letter. Change, you see, had come calling and I was already on that train, disappearing into the night as fast as I could — and while I never heard from her again, I’m not sure I even once looked back. +++++ I’ve already mentioned Andy. As in Andy Ainley, the First Officer during my first month at Sheep Shit. He was, prior to his own meeting in Newport Beach, an FO for Qantas — until he displayed an attitude, an unofficially.