Red Fred she loved and was to have married, but he took to beating her, and it wasn't once or twice, either, it was more times than twice, too many ti...es for her to count. Still she might have stayed with him, after all it was not with his fists like some fellows do, only with those great flat heavy hands of his, and sometimes his big leather belt, and only after he'd been drinking. But he also took to telling jokes when they were with his buddies – or when they were alone together, like after. “We’re visiting friends,” Keith answered. “My PhD advisor lives here. We have some questions about an old manuscript.”“And will your visit include any libraries?” Fry pushed.“Yes,” Keith answered.“Well don’t,” Fry said. “I think the bomber is following you. I don’t know why or how, but I have a feeling you do.”“What gives you that idea?”“The latest note,” Fry said. “Somehow I think this is going to be important to you and I don’t know why. I have a notion to have you picked up and put in. "I burst out laughing. All this song and dance and I was on a kid's treasure hunt? I had a pretty serious day ahead of me, and maybe it was appropriate that it began with farce."Well, don't just giggle like a fool, Larry, dig it up," she said impatiently.Still laughing, I knelt down and followed her instructions. "And this is your idea of security, sugar?" I chortled. "Remind me never to give you my life's savings to protect. I mean, all it would take would be a curious squirrel—" Hey, fuck you. After lunch, we all decided to go back to the rooms. After I had a pee, I could hear sounds coming from the Aija and Ian's bedroom. They were fucking and she was giggling.We put our heads around the door, and she was fucking him, cowgirl.“That looks good. Let’s try it that way!” Jeff exclaimed.I was fascinated with the action Aija was adopting to fuck Ian, so I watched her for a minute.“OK. Come on, that looks great,” I commented.When I mounted Jeff, I followed Aija’s style. Jeff was able to.