The demonic powers subside, and she lowers the gun, finally throwing it off to the side hitting the floor. Come on now, he says. it took me forever to...find that thing, let alone finding enough silver to make bullets for it. She give a short laugh but then continues focusing back on the situation. He grabs her by the waist, and bring her down on him, smothering his face into her breasts, licking softly around her nipples, and biting at her lips when she kisses him. He plays with her hair, and. Somebody wanted him to count backwards from one hundred – a stupid idea, really.He also had the strangest dreams. Somehow, a very persistent Josie Maxwell found her way into them, in spite of his efforts to shut her out. Ellen appeared too, a soothing presence, but there was also the frightening presence of Firouze Azad.At least in his dream, they talked. In his dream, they reached a solution. He would stay out of Iraq if she left his dream. It seemed like a sensible compromise to him.Waking up. Naked, he admired her soft curves in the firelight as her lips curved to a modest smile. Quickly he removed his own clothing and climbed upon the silken bed covers to creep up between her parted thighs and look down upon her with his own smile, not modest at all but rather predatory. Her arms lifted from her side, of their own longing to feel, to touch, to hold this man and reached about his neck in invitation. He leaned down upon her, his body heavy but welcome. She felt his manhood pressing. "Babe, there is nothing ugly about you. Nothing gross. Nothing revolting or repulsive at all. You are one thousand percent drop dead gorgeous and the baby bump is sexy as hell. Nothing like that for the ultimate proof of fertility in a woman."I can see, however, that I am wise to share you, because I have three other women to satisfy as well and I could use the help with one deliciously horny pregnant lady in my harem. Even the horniest bastard like me has a breather between hard-ons, you know,.