Better than the hash I bought." A friend of ours in Marrakech got it for us," Phillippa replied, remembering Hamid's rather shy smile."You've been to ...arrakech?" Just drove down from there this morning. Over the Tizi-n-Test." It's a beautiful road." It was cloudy when we came down," David commented. "We didn't see anything until we'd driven through it. Not so much fun driving, though. What's your name?" My name? Marla." David and Phillippa. We're from London. Have you ever been there?" No.. They talked more and laughed a little on the short drive to his house. It had a lovely long drive and had no neighbours to pester him. He warned her the house wasn't all decorated as he had only just taken the house over a few months back and hadn't had the time to finish it yet. He added, the best bits are finished, and winked at her. She knew now, she had caught her prey.They walked into the large open hall way, where he took her coat and lead her through to his bar he'd had built. He sat her. I lifted her head so I could look in her eyes, “Your story has just made me think even better of you. I know men’s and women’s emotions are different, but you have no kids and you make more money than him. I am amazed you have stayed as long as you have. And besides staying and trying to still be a good wife, you have stayed true to him, until now of course,” I said with a bit of a chuckle. She pinched my arm but I saw a glimmer of a smile flash across her face.“You should be carrying no guilt. Not that it kept me from chasing booty, but who can blame me? It’s very hard to ignore human nature, right? Evidently, my wife had secrets of her own, didn’t she?” Nels noted, feeling a little shaken, but also somewhat excited at the thought of spending eternity as a literal sex fiend.“Yep ... so, what do we do now? Meet Satan? Go to Hell? Make a report?” Janos inquired, even as Sonya drooled at the sight of my cock that had invaded her.“Well, actually, Satan’s dead, so Hell’s in a state of.