“What are these for?” he asked."You're going to need them," I answered.“For what?”“You’ll see,” I teased as I cuddled into his shoulder,...slipped my hand under his coat, and started to search.Finding my objective, I gently squeezed him and whispered, “I can’t wait to feel this inside me.”He started to respond to my touch. Growing with each stroke of my hand until he was fully erect.Releasing my grasp, I moved my hand to his belt buckle and with some difficulty managed to get it undone. Unzipping. Under different circumstances, May might've been happy to have accepted the drink, but this time she saw it as a problem. If she had been here with another man, there wouldn't be any question of anyone trying to pick her up. Two women drinking alone, however, made it look like they might be trying to meet someone."Please thank the gentlemen," Iris said, stepping in to take control of the situation, "but my friend and I are here together and are really not looking for, shall we say, male. Our parents must have taught you well if you can evade AEGIS." There was pride in Gwen's voice, and sadness.Jason found some of his anger now being directed at that shadow agency. If they had done a proper job, his parents, brother, doctor, girlfriend, her family, and half a dozen police officers would still be alive. But the young man wouldn't share such bitter thoughts with his grieving sister. Instead, he sat his bag down and raised the rabbit he had just slain."Have you eaten?" he asked.. Martinus helps me out, steadying me when I wobble on bare feet. I ache all over, both from D. Webster’s abuse and the crash. I’ve lost the flip-flops somewhere, but I don’t have any interest in retrieving them. I wonder if I should be sad about D. Webster. He ruined my health, and probably my life.He’s somehow dry, though the storm rages around us. I’m soaked to the skin in seconds. Taking a drag from his cigarette, he exhales and passes it to me. I take it, staring at the glowing tip like I’ve.