. only Nate got any. I had perfected that longing little glance that built up their egos.That lilt in my voice when I spoke to them that told them, th...t the only thing stopping us from going further was the fact that I was married. And most of them fell for the fantasy. And all those bastards deserved it.In a way, I was just getting back at them for the way I’d been treated. All those guys who strung me along, getting my hopes up and just fucking me, when I never really had a chance. What goes. He is a symbol to us all. The very knowledge that he still lives ... after we had thought him lost so many years ago ... that has elevated him to the status of legend already and we have not even met him. His Queens have become symbols ... inspirations to thousands, millions of our people in just a few short weeks. Do we as leaders of our people ... do we let those symbols perhaps perish before they can galvanize the entire Union? We have an opportunity here to gather countless other worlds to. That certainly made her slit clench up a bit more and make the thrills even stronger."Oh, yes, Mark, fuck that hot chick, do it like you mean it. You boss can still take away that promotion." I can, dude," Ben added as I peeked at him right before he went to Ella's jugs."Oh, yes, get those nipples, they may not be as big or as red as Jessica's, but I think you'll like them," Ella added, caressing his head."Yes, my hubby is a boobs man, Ella." So is Mark; he loves mine. I knew something eas up. Or maybe crazy!But I love him anyway, and he knows it. Bastard!When I got back to New York from the trip to Maui, I was frustrated. I don't mean sexually frustrated, even though I am perpetually horny, but mentally frustrated, having used those carefully guarded words to him but not having heard them in return. I tried to push the bastard out of my mind; yes, at the time I was still thinking of him as a bastard. Howard convinced my publisher to give me a one month extension. I threw myself into.