I figured she’d be gone for a good 2-3 hours again as it took 30 minutes just to get to the massage place and then she usually stopped and did some ...hopping on the way back.Dawn, my wife, and I had come down to just south of Ensenada in Mexico to relax and hopefully rekindle some of the passion we had in the beginning. Things had really gone to shit as of late. I didn’t understand why really. Maybe it was a mid-life crisis? Maybe she was seeing someone else, albeit unlikely.She had just turned. ’ I was impressed with her honesty and sincerity. She opened herself up for a lot of comebacks, but no one said a word. We all waited, straining not to be the first to talk after what had come from Vivian. ‘Vivian, that was very honest and refreshing,’ Emma complimented her as she broke the silence. ‘Leslie, you are the only one left.’ ‘I know,’ Leslie growled, though she was still holding Vivian’s hand. ‘Vivian, Bill was not talking to you this morning, he was talking to me.’ ‘He was talking. We would like to talk with your leadership.”“Thomas, you need to be specific about what you want and what you offer in exchange. The presence of a war ship in our system constitutes a continued act of war from the Britisher empire. I would think you’ve found that a bad idea by now. This trip was unnecessary and dangerous to you. All you had to do was broadcast such a request. I suggest that you transition out of this system post haste.”He said, “You may not tell us what to do.”I replied, “That. Adam did not miss a beat; he dipped right along with her. They had danced together before, but never like this--never so close. “What if I slipped my hands under the skirt of your dress,” he continued. “I want to press my hand between your thighs.” “Adam.” She moaned a warning. “Would you get wet for me Cara?” The music was loud, but nothing compared to the sound of Cara’s heart pounding as they moved together. “If I drive my finger into you right now, slick your wetness across your clit, would.