As she did, I saw Alicia staring from around the corner. Who knows, maybe she wasn't so much different from her sister after all? I motioned to her, o...fering her the opportunity to join us. Indignantly she turned away and a moment later her door slammed. Oh well, some people get enough out of a two-minute screwing from the boyfriend, I guess. And some people don't, I thought, as I saw Pamela look up, startled, as Ramona stuck a finger in her ass.A few days later, I was in bed at Pamela's. One. Akakha insisted on giving the colonel and his wife a tour of the refurbished pavilion and its environs. Some of the improvements were familiar to Igwanda; it was he and his troops, for example, who'd engineered a diversion of the nearby river to provide the encampment with a steady supply of flowing fresh water, although the natives' biologically based concrete—an extrusion from the males' porous hides—served as the lining of the "Carlos Canal," as it had been dubbed before, and kept the water. Her lids hung heavy as her husband kissed her forehead goodbye, and she nodded off as the door shut on her last visitor. Sleeping was hard. She had managed to crack or break enough bones in the collision that the net result was a full body cast. She could speak. She could wiggle her toes. She could clench a fist. Everything else was locked down with steel and plaster. For someone used to sleeping on her side, not turning her head was debilitating and maddening. She eventually adapted, but she. My mouth was watering at the sight of the little naked pixie.Denise looked at Kimberly and moaned, “Shit, I love how you look, you’re so gorgeous. I want to keep you, you’re like the baby sister I never had,” and the two girls fell into each other’s arms, kissing.Then Kimberly pulled away and looked me up and down. “My god, Kevin, you have an awesome bod and I want to wrap myself on you now,” she said as she put her arms around my neck and hoisted herself up onto my chest.Denise came over and.