" I didn't mind. Scars just helped keep track of your life, a useful thing when you may see anywhere from a few centuries to a few millennia. "As for ...he rest of him?" I shrugged half-heartedly. "Something's bothering him. When I was recovering, he stayed almost oppressively close." I hadn't minded; I'd been afraid he'd be taken from me again if he left my sight. "But he still won't re-open our bond and I feel like he's avoiding me, if not physically, than emotionally. I don't know what to do,". My eyes are fixed on him, watching as he pumps his cock.I pull out my fingers dripping with cream. I reach over and caress the head of his cock. Covering my hand with his, he strokes his cock. His hard cock, warm velvety soft cock under my fist, his hand surrounding mine.I hear his voice, barely a whisper in my ear as he sucks my neck."Spread your legs. Open yourself to me." I comply, easing around until I'm almost facing him. His hand leaves mine and strokes my inner thighs. Feathery light. "Hallo, schön das du da bist, Komme doch bitte rein.", sagte sie und ging vor.Sie führte mich in das Esszimmer und wies mir einen Platz zu. Ich übergab ihr meine Flasche Wein, die unkommentiert in einem Schrank verschwand."Wo ist den Jan?", frage ich. "Der kommt gleich, sein Vater bringt ihn", hörte ich aus der Küche.Die Tür ging auf und ein Mann in meinem alter kam herein und Jan folgte ihm. "Hallo, ich bin Robert, hast du es gut hierhin gefunden?"."Ingo mein Name. Ja, war kein Problem".Er. All the outside doors had someone watching them, but the rest of the place was unattended, not even a local camera system. So once we were in the three of us rotated through all the rooms and planted cameras, listening and recording devices, along with other Wifi and Bluetooth scanning devices that would send to our listening team. Some were deliberately planted to be found if a search was done. But there were several that would not be found or detected.Murphy’s Law was in full effect. Enough.