She didn’t want to but knowing what was most likely in store for her, her juices started to lubricate her down below.As Rod loosened his hug on her ...he felt that she wanted more so she raised her head up towards him. He knew what she wanted and he didn’t disappoint. Their kiss started gently but become more like a lover's kiss as time passed. Eventually, he released her.“Wow, I didn’t expect that,” he said. “I was actually worried about coming over tonight.”“That’s the past, Rod. This is. Since she had to get to work, too, he tapped her on the shoulder and she woke up, rather groggy, limping to the nightstand for her glasses. The dried cum on her thighs told more than a tale, as did the lipstick on her buns. Realizing that she had been intimate with Damien and his other women, Tara leaned over and gave him a “good morning kiss” that left nothing to be desired for passion.“Where is Cassidy?” Damien asked aloud before looking over to clock ... it said 5 am ... it was much earlier. The propellant wasn’t as good as gunpowder, but it did work when wet.They had taken out all five for the loss of one of their own, Jethro was trying to fire left handed and a brave Livonite woman was tying his leg to staunch the bleeding. Apparently saving someone from bleeding to death was okay because the Good Samaritan did it on the Sabbath; no-one ever troubled themselves to ask how this sect knew which day an imaginary parable had been set on.Now the others had spread out more and started. That unpleasantness out of the way, he finally began to walk to Nikki’s to mow her lawn. He hated that fact that his wife and Nikki where so close because every time Nikki need something he had to go help her. What made it worse was the fact that she lived on the corner of the street where his house was. Plus it was just another lawn to mow. The tedious task usually took about ninety minutes to complete. She welcomed him, meeting him at the door. She asked “Do you need anything.” He replied.