I could just enjoy the sex, and leave before I got any stupid ideas that they might want me as a girlfriend. Sadly, some guys didn't even give me that...basic courtesy. They just feigned romantic interest to get sex. Their deception was not only unnecessary but also left my heart in tatters. My last experience, where I woke up in a guy's bed after a night of fucking, only to be asked, “why are you still here?” left me on the verge of a complete breakdown. The worst thing was, he had seemed so. And, doesn’t this feel good?” she said as she straddled my left leg, rubbing her dampened panties on my bare thigh.Her scent wafted up to my nose, destroying what little willpower I had left. I leaned forward and sucked her tee shirt clad right nipple into my mouth. Clamping her hands around my head, holding me to her, she moaned, “Oh yes! Good is better than right! But, don’t you want to taste the real thing?”I looked up at her. Her sweet innocent looking face had triumph written all over it. He settled into the seat and kicked on the cruise control, letting the car stream along at a steady sixty miles an hour."So, Michelle." She was looking at his speedometer as if she couldn't believe that he had actually slowed down enough to not get her killed. "Tell me about yourself." I thought we were going to talk about the case."Wow, there was steel in that smoky voice. She didn't want to talk about herself. To him? or to anyone? Was there a mystery here? It wasn't his mystery to figure. ‘Regan?’ He shouted as he examined all the trees and bushes around him. ‘You there, what are you doing?!’ Cien turned and slid his sword out of its sheath in one movement. The older man stopped in his tracks and watched him carefully. ‘Your not from the reenactment up the way, are you lad?’ ‘What are you doing on my land, old man?’ Cien shouted at him in Gaelic. The man seemed taken aback. ‘Your land?’ ‘Aye. This is Fraser land.’ He took a menacing step forward, and growled. ‘And I’ll have.