“Oh, God, Mason! How... how long can you...?”“Not long enough, honey. I’m tired, so tired; and I can feel the Loa fighting him.”“No... n..., it’s too soon! The police still haven’t... I mean, no one has... Oh, shit! Mason, I’ve failed you!”“Failed me?” The mouth creased into Mason’s familiar gentle smile. “Oh, honey – how could you ever fail me?”“By not finding the bastard who...” Olivia gave a small cry of frustration and collapsed onto the couch. “There’s no justice!”“In the end, there. " Rhea, I'm sorry about that. You know I am, I really didn't mean it to happen, but I need your help." So?" I have a problem. Two problems." Excellent. But not of my making. Or even if it was of my making, I wouldn't care. I can't help you. Well, I won't help you." You don't know what it is." Putting the 'phone down." It concerns Andy. Well one of them does." Oh shit! What's the lecherous cunt done now?" He keeps phoning and writing to Paula." There was an intake of breath as Rhea digested what. Me: The good news is that now you’re going to have your bed.Lisa: Hahaha! Yeah, that’s a good change! I think Anna will be very happy to have her bed back.Me: Hmmm. I don’t know, she’s not complaining.Lisa: She’s been so cool about it.Me: So you’re leaving now?Lisa: Yes. Not that I have much stuff to move, except for myself.Me: Your luggage still hasn’t arrived?Lisa: No. I don’t think it ever will so I should get used to that.Me: You’ll buy new stuff, new stuff is always better than the old. Their kisses became more passionate as their bodies responded to their close contact and their groping hands, until she broke their embrace, reaching for his hand to lead him the bedroom she shared with her husband. They undressed unhurriedly, as naturally as they always had done, and as she drew the covers back they climbed onto the bed to resume their embrace, one of her hands grasping his erect cock, one of his reaching between her thighs to caress her moist and swollen cunt. Relaxed and.