.. I’ll understand if you meet someone. I want you to be happy. I love you, Rand. Goodbye.”I wept and wanted to hit something. I took several deep...breaths and decided that I needed to find her. Even if we never spoke again, I needed to know that she was okay. I went to my bed that night with plans in my head. The next morning, after I let the workmen in, I called Angela. I told her what happened and asked her for the number of the best investigator she knew.“She sounds pretty adamant that she. His intention was to visit what he thought of as Artsy’s gallery last in hopes that the crowd might be thinner and they would have time to visit with the woman who was still a close friend if no longer a lover. Mrs. Patron had another idea. “Daniel, I really would rather stop at the gallery where LeeAnne works first. She wrote a sweet note along with her invitation and then she called me as well. I sense that she really wanted to visit with all three of her very good friends.” Mrs. Patron gave. I ordered them to want this.Their hands stroked me. The pleasure spilled down my cock as Cindy’s hand brushed my crown again and again. Her soft palm stimulated me. I groaned, the pressure building and building at the tip. I trembled, on the verge and—“Fuck!” I snarled.“Alex!” my sister moaned.My orgasm burst inside of me. My dick erupted. Pearly spunk spurted from my dick and splattered the twins’ faces. They both moaned, their hands whipping my dick from side to side, painting their features. She could kiss the scarring on his back. The dream would end but her hands and lips would still feel him. What hung between his thighs was no dream. Iona witnessed the beauty of that flesh. Some God had given Kieren a great gift. Iona wished her dreams would include the feel of him entering her, not as he had before. She wished to feel each inch of his gift claiming her, touching within her what had never been touched before. She knew that her body would not control itself as he fucked her. It.