“What the fuck?” Camp hissed while staring at his screens, then at his partner as their course continued in a straight line away from the carrier,...on and on.“Sit tight. I’m going to give us some room so we can see that bastard coming.”“But...”“I know that fucker can outmaneuver me,” Worthington snarled, his voice tight as his gaze jumped from one screen to the other. “I fucking hate to admit it, but I agree with what you said. He always wins. Also, like you said, he thinks he can win, and you. Alice sighed in pleasure, and sank into the bed. Somewhere in the background, soft tinkling music was playing. It was the kind of music that was easy to ignore, yet the more you ignored it, the more it got into your head, until you could hear nothing else. Thrum, thrum, thrum went the harp strings, as Alice felt her eyelids droop. From somewhere in the room, a small fire place was lit. It was an electric fireplace, and the light was very muted. The artificial flames danced in front of Alice's. I was lifted up and laid me down on my back, whereupon they stripped open my blouse and lifted a tit each out of my bra. As soon as they started to suck on a nipple each, I let out a loud groan of pleasure. It was a delightful feeling having a man working on each tit. I reached out each side of the table and found two naked cocks, without hesitation I started to wank each one. I was now as sexually excited as the night before and had lost all my inhibitions. The husband stopped sucking long. "Walking in slow motion... Did they have a future?... Shaking in his seat, riding through the streets In a silvertop, to her door"I thought about everything that had happened, since we had met on that weekend, over 37 years ago. It was literally love at first sight, but then fate stepped in, and Heather had to move away, 500 miles from where I lived. A series of events meant we lost contact, we both got married, divorced, remarried, had other relationships, but inside we knew that there was.