" Though humorous, Sarah kept her chuckle in check."I have contacts," said Zelda."In Paris?" asked Sarah."No. I saw an old friend." From home?" Sarah ...sked tentatively, knowing the internet had ears, especially for a former Mossad agent."Yes. After you left in April my old lover visited. Perhaps because I still felt Elliot's cum in my pussy, at least as a fresh memory, I felt nothing for him like I did before. Though I felt glad to see him. He reminded me I think two things, that my past still. Harry’s own hand was twitching for his cock, he could feel himself begging for release, the release of both ecstasy and from the confines of his pants.Soon he had to reached down and rub himself anew, the sight of the girl before him stimulating his desires more than he though possible. He stood at the end of the bed now, with the perfect view and her everything, he could see the skin being pulled as she forced her fingers faster, see the juices dripping down her hands. Before he knew it his. He was so young and then he was gone. 26 in some forsaken place."My own life matters less than his did."Lucas wasn't sure what changed in him after learning that Chuck was gone. He felt it in the morning. He woke up with an attitude. He woke up with a chip on his shoulder. It was great. It was actually great to feel something. Every morning for the past 4 years was greeted with apathy. When Chucky was dying he was starting his job.Luke pulled out his suit. Made sure that it wasn't wrinkled. He. Plenty of hookers over there. But Old Jim was 62 and not in the best of shape. Sabina, barely 30 and totally buff, worked out every day. She’d beat him in a fair fight – rape (even attempted rape with an escape hatch purposely left open) wasn’t an option. No way he’d put up with a week of candlelight suppers. He could just level with her and tell her to strip naked or get lost? That’d work, but… But what? But he had a glimmer of a better idea. Instead of just making her his sex slave, what if.