”“I’ve just got my pack,” she said, pointing to it. “I’m Treya.”“You’re traveling alone?” Corec asked, concerned.“I can take car... of myself.” She glanced at the family crest on his cuirass. “House Tarwen?”“You’re from Larso? Oh, sorry—my name’s Corec.”“No, I’m from Tyrsall, but we had to study all the northern kingdoms. Located in the Black Crow Mountains, major exports are maple syrup, apples, potatoes, wool, and silver. I’m afraid the only name I know is the baron, Ansel.”He laughed in. It was like we all believed that if we never spoke our fears, they would come through. Since then its actually a tradition on our household. When someone leaves Trinary Island we tell them "until you return." It turns out that is spreading to all the households on the island. The terms farewell and goodbye are never used, its always "until you return.")Anyway, that aside, when that happened we spent a lot of time huddling on the bed of our home, worrying and waiting. Every ping from the AI was. The sensation was the best she had ever known and the scream just happened.Her orgasm had triggered his climax and his moan mingled with her scream as her pussy was filled with his cum.He continued to thrust as long as he could but without the pill and cock ring his erection softened quickly. Soon his cock was soft and had slipped out of her. Then as he rolled to his side beside her, “Oh I am sorry but without the pill I just don’t can’t keep it hard very long and I hate to leave you. No contact with friends or family. Prim and proper little Emma Hopson…a fugitive. She almost laughed out loud at herself. Nerdy Emma who usually had her nose stuck to a computer screen or her eyes fixed under a microscope. What did she know about the streets? Not much, but she was damn proud of herself for doing this well for this long. However, hunger and fatigue were getting the best of her. She wanted out of the cold and into the warmth. Eying the small bar ahead, Emma looked around quickly.