So much so in fact that we assigned the overture from Mozart’s Cosi Fan Tutte as her sort of ‘entrance music’ - the memory of which is impossibl... for me to shake whenever I hear it today. We’d spend the time fucking each other like there was no tomorrow with highlights from various operas as our accompaniment but we’d save her favourite track till later when we stopped for dinner. When that time came around we’d sit at the table quietly enjoying the food and the mood; Mozart’s idyllic ‘soave. Holes bad. Stay out of holes." He eyed Kletta's dagger warily. "Let us go?" So you can get other Orcs to kill us?" Not do! We us go fast far." He grinned loosely at a sudden thought. "You go OldCastle. You die. Not need we us bring other us. Other us not talk to we us, just kill."Elm watched interestedly. Darrick passed on Jabber's words, and he grinned as he heard the words 'OldCastle'."I say to slit their throats!" Kletta hissed the words, dagger upraised. Furdick and Baysil nodded ready. The bartender stooped down and came back up with a shotgun. He didn't even get fully straightened up before he was hit by bullets from the guns of the men standing at the bar. With that many bullets from that close range, the bartender had to be dead.The crooks started walking toward the front door, and I let them get close enough to be clear shots for Henry. I hoped he had his Starr DA drawn because I could see a need for a lot of fast shooting. Once the crooks reached the position I wanted, I. I knew what she was doing of course. She wanted to fuck me and she was going to do everything she could to get me as horny as possible. It was working. I was forced to stare openly at my mother's pussy, indeed given license to stare at it without fear of rebuke. It was cunning and as I said, it was working. I had to get out of there before Mom noticed my growing hardon, it would be humiliating. "Yeah looks a little burnt. Anyway, I'd better go cook those steaks." I hurriedly replied and went to.