The steam rose off his skin as the water cascaded over him, the dirt and grime of the day washing over his golden skin and down the drain of the showe.... He finished off drying himself in a towel, taking great care not to use her good ‘display towel’ hanging on the rack. He threw on a pair of jeans and strolled out the front door, sitting down next to her on the swing. ‘Good book?’ he asked. ‘It is.’ she said, ‘did you get finished?’ ‘For today, he said, Rain’s coming soon.’ The end of his. “I mean, we have to save Las, and I want you to breed my mother and the sylphs, too, but...”“Our children will be here when we return,” I told her. “They'll be safe and loved. We won't be gone long. Maybe a year at most. But this is what we have to do. You know that.”She sighed. “I know. It's just... This is so sudden. You've been thinking about this? For how long?”“A few years. Before you gave birth.” I glanced out at the sea. “There's a whole world out there. We can't hide here forever. Our. Another kiss, down lower, then a light nibble on her earlobe. He moved her across the room, over to the bed, kissing her from behind, as they walked slowly across the room. He turned her, when they reached the bed. They both sat down, finally she saw him, face to face. He was handsome, not Brad Pitt, but full dark hair, dark eyes, a small cleft in his chin. He was wearing silk boxers, nothing else. "So it's the hairbrush huh? Need a spanking?" "I...thought...well...I've been curious." He. The pair of them left the aeroplane and were soon ensconced in Derek's car, which impressed Helen greatly when she realised it was a chauffeur driven Rolls. Derek said something she did not understand to the chauffeur and they drove off. Within a very few moments they drew up at the entrance to a large building which looked more like a warehouse than a private home."What's this?" asked Helen."Shut up," Derek said, and led the way into the entrance hall.A very old Kobekistani met them and.