I smiled innocently, and he returned to his phone to reply. My phone vibrated almost immediately. 'Is that all I'm getting?' I sent the next picture,...my blouse completely undone, and my white lace bra only just containing my pert breasts. Again his reply was almost immediate. 'That's more like it. You've got me so hard. Any more?' This went on for the rest of the meeting, the pictures getting more and more revealing. After the meeting, as everyone was leaving the office he was walking behind. He placed one hand on the back of her head and slowly thrust his hips into her mouth, the sound of Kassia gagging mixing in with the sounds of the early morning on Smyrna Beach. Kassia held onto Thomas' thighs to give herself more leverage while she brought this task almost to completion, which she was happily awaiting. With his other hand Thomas squeezed and tugged her nipples, which were hard and visible to him through the tendrils of pale blue hair. Kassia sighed around the cock in her mouth. I would have never guessed that. I thought Lucas had squandered it all.”“That is indeed good news for a change. Do you need my help in arranging Lucas’s interment?”“I would appreciate that very much, dear Ellen. I am afraid it will be a lonely burial, even more so than Lucien’s.”“That cannot be helped, Marie. Do you want him buried at the same cemetery as Lucien?”“I am sure neither of them will mind,” Marie answered with a touch of her old wit. “The worst is that I shall have to wear black for. So are you, glory seeker.”Glory seeker? Right, the dream had said something about that. Ancient memories surfacing in his dreams, fucking great.“And them?” he said, looking to the two men.“Noah is Elodoth,” Avery said. Half moon. The judges. “And David over there is Ithaeur.” Crescent moon. Spirit talkers.The meanings came to him naturally; he didn’t have to dig them up, like he might if someone asked him to speak Spanish. These words were ingrained into him with all the subtlety of a chisel.