The war in London is my history. Churchill, Winnie, you know ... used to pinch my cheek and tell me how pretty I was ... and then had the nerve to tel... me my choice for a husband was unacceptable. I say, is there anything to drink?"Over libations, she settled into the leather couch and patted the seat, "Come tell me the story of this yacht turned warship."Andie sat and commenced, like all good fairytales, with those famous words, "Once upon a time," and added, "I bought a sailboat..."The. Carol’s body was long and tight and her shapely legs begged to be parted. Her breasts were young, perky and fitted her body perfectly. Carol loved sucking cock and said so in one of the first conversations they had. She proved it that night when going down on him. It started by her teasing the tip with her tongue, every now and then using her teeth to keep him aware of were his dick was. At one point, she put ice cubes in her mouth and the feeling of the cold hard cubes on his engorged member. I felt naughtier than ever. We got to the club early and got a table close to the dance floor but far from the bar. Normally I don’t like high-top tables but I felt like a beautiful peacock on her perch. As my husband went for drinks numerous men approached the table and asked for a dance. Being the picky woman I am I was waiting for the right moment. That’s when I looked across the dance floor noticing three cute young guys glancing in my direction. They looked around twenty-five and all. She didn’t need anybody in her neighborhood recognizing her with him of all people. ‘Stop. I told you I can get home fine.’ It was Sylar’s turn to roll his eyes. ‘Baby, what you’re saying and what that man,’ he pointed to a silhouette in the alleyway that quickly moved out of sight, ‘is thinking are complete opposites.’ ‘I’m not your responsibility!’ Emma pouted. This bastard was making her life unnecessarily harder. After all, she wasn’t stupid. She had an idea of how unsafe the area was,.