She felt slightly nervous visiting Ketaba at her own home. The only other home she'd ever visited in Blad was Binta's in the Brothel which was now as ...uch home to her as her own flat. The Honey district impressed her. The avenues were wide and lined with palm trees and conifers. The houses were quite simply magnificent: larger than any she'd ever seen before, but protected by high walls, barbed wire and broken glass. She was dressed casually - a light floral dress and sandals - and felt poorly. We could waste an hour or so chatting and passing pleasantries but I like you, as you’ve seen in my wet pussy. What I really want to do is fuck with you, you don’t have to pretend to be nice and gentlemanly, fuck me like a rag doll, lets use and abuse each other”.He takes a few steps towards her. “ Stop where you are, put the drinks down and strip, let me see the cock you intend to fuck me with”. With a nod he takes his shirt off, he’s not ripped but he is strong, next he takes his jeans down,. “Okay, Jake. May we play a game where we each take turns sucking your cock?”“Yes, please,” he says grinning from ear to ear.“You are such a jerk,” she puffs back at him.“And … ask my permission for the reward,” he says, further aggravating her.“Oh, sweet Jesus! Fine! Jake, will you eat the winner’s pussy?”“Yes, please.”“God, you are such an idiot!” she barks as the rest of us giggle.“Hmmm. I guess it is best if Jake gets in the middle of us and we all get on our knees surrounding him. Then, he. It was a bitter, frightening sound. One that she had heard a lot of since returning to Eureka.It had been no joke getting Alex here. All the way he had been gray, ill. His skin clammy with a cold sweat breaking out at the hint of a harsh word.They would have helped him. She and Fran were willing. But it was impossible on the crowded railroad car. When they dragged him off the train Renee had been scared for a moment that his first real taste of Montana weather would kill him in his weakened.