“You can ride with me for a week or forever; ride with me to and from work and on me after work.” Laura hummed and squeezed Greg’s hand. “We w...ll, soon. I want to talk to Dan and work out timing, but soon.” “That’s probably best; no need for you to walk out and have him keep your rings, is there?” “I will leave my rings with him, but on friendly terms. When I spend more than a weekend with you I will always leave my rings behind. They represent my marriage and intrude when I live in my other. ” He pulled me up and helped me to the living room. He instantly pulled my tank top over my head and pulled my tits out of my bra.“I would always look at your tits.” He said in between nibbles and sucks on my nipples. “ I always thought you’re tits were amazing.”Mark’s hands squeezed and groped my breast until my nipples were hard to the touch.“You want me to make you cum again?” he asked seductively “you want you’re big brother to eat you’re pussy some more?”Mark didn’t wait for my reply and. Marianne had fallen for him, head-over-heels fallen in love. She couldn't believe it. She still regretted hurting Simon, as she knew she had, but really, once she'd spent that night and day with Chris, it was all over.She just hoped that Chris was feeling the same way. There was something she hadn't told him, something that was worrying her.Marianne, the normally assertive, aggressive of the twins, was uncharacteristically reticent with him in some ways. She found she was afraid of voicing her. But I lived.I woke shackled and stuffed in the hold under the rear deck of the ship. I heard the men arguing in their strange language. About me? Soon I was dragged out. We were alone in the empty sea. The captain was tall and dark, as dark as me. He had wavy hair that hung below his neck and wore jeweled earrings. His body was lean and strong; he moved like a cat. He spoke to me in Greek."Who are you girl? You don't look like a Greek, but you sailed with them." Did our ship escape?" Never mind.