"It definitely caught me by surprise, but I guess that it did kind of turn me on." Tom admitted, blushing as well. "Where did it come from?" he asked....Um…well…I kind of really like talking dirty when I'm having sex." Presley stuttered, blushing. "I think I started doing it with…um…Zach," She mumbled shyly, "and I kind of do it all the time now." She added.Tom looked at his daughter, an almost shocked, uncomfortable expression forming on his face. He could not help conjuring the image of his. As it happened, the Tuull had a grudge, a long-standing need for payback.So long ago that no Tuull from that era was still alive, the P’Ukerrchp got one over, and the Tuull bought into a trade that proved to be so one-sided as to be worse than worthless for several generations. The Tuull were still biding their time – and it just might be nigh.The P’Ukerrchp were very sharp traders, but they were also compulsive gamblers. Their AIs were masters at calculating odds – calculations that made a. They disappeared and came back with two more men. They sat and crowded her in. Come on baby. Give Dave a treat. One of them saw what she was reading. He shouted back up the carriage that the cunt down here is reading The Story of O but is still refusing to give Dave a kiss. Voices at the other end said The Story of O, she is a slag. Just drag the stuck up bitch down here to meet Dave. Suddenly you find yourself being scooped from your seat. Strong arms locked on your ankles and wrists as you. A loud, shrill whistle sliced through the air, silencing the shouting throng. Everyone turned toward the source of the piercing noise and saw Mifir standing straight and tall in front of the entrance to the Gathering Place with his mate, Keta, Leader of the Wolf Clan. The tall, slender woman with long, curly hair streaked with gray raised her hands. Holding them out palms facing the crowd she then lowered them, calling for quiet. ‘Jakal and Sala, as you can undoubtedly see for yourselves, our.