I hadn’t been sleeping too well that night, tossing and turning a lot, not really slipping into a deep sleep. Sex was obviously on my mind (rarely i...n't to be honest!) as I had gone to bed feeling horny which obviously had had an influence on my sub-conscious. I started to dream was I was sat naked in front of my computer surfing the web for some really steamy porn. I came across a particular website (I couldn’t remember the damn site's name when I woke up!!) which had some high class videos on. John was certain that whatever had gone on the night before had been his father's fault and the child experience a hatred which was so powerful it made him breathless, but excited at the same time.John wished something bad would happen to his father. He prayed that it would — that he would die.Sophie arrived some weeks later. In the beginning John liked her. She was pretty and wasn't inclined to regard him the way older people always did. The boy liked it when she smiled, even though it became. ..we carried her to the bedroom and I told him to give me a minute and get us a few beers. While he was gone I stripped her and told her we were going to have sex all night and she was going to get a hell of a fucking. SHe just smiled and he walked back in and just looked at her naked body and smiled said this is going to be good. We stripped down and my wife glanced over at him as he pulled out his cock and her mouth dropped...he was a very hung guy...she knew, even though she was hammered,. ’ The silver haired man nodded and rubbed his chin with long, gnarly fingers. A general meeting with a dissident was not normally Hansen’s MO. He wasn’t a dissident type of guy. Hopson must have hired him to do something. They wouldn’t be meeting about bettering the world. Not Hansen. They were planning something. If it involved Hansen, it would be something big and it would be something disruptive. Like always. ‘Thank you,’ he said to the man standing outside the car. ‘We need to get them.