" What did you tell him?"I whispered the threat I had made to Shelley in her ear, and she blanched in shock, and then gave a howl of laughter. "Jack G...eenaway, you are no better than a Turk ... but Lord Byron will surely get the message."She kept a doleful silence on the journey back to her now empty house. We pulled up outside the house, and I had a sudden brainwave."I am invited to Ashford House in a weeks' time, together with Matilde and her companion Violette. I suggest you come in place of. Mary had thought her task would be easy and done quickly. Instead, it seemed impossible."Get another rock," he directed her. "A long, thin one. Put that one, the long one, against the base of the tooth and use the other rock to smash it out."Nodding her head, Mary rose stiffly from her knees and went outside in search of a suitable rock. Since the canyon wall was continually sloughing off slabs of stone, it took very little effort to find exactly what she needed, a piece of rock that tapered to. She looked up as a thundering noise on the stairs indicated that her brother had come down. She smiled blearily at him. “Ready to go, Jordan?” she asked with false cheer, hoping he didn’t notice her bloodshot eyes or shaking hands.Jordan regarded his sister for a moment, taking in the lackluster hue of her beautiful black hair, the redness of her usually bright sapphire blue eyes. She’d lost the plumpness he remembered she’d had at her vulnerable age of nineteen, and while her new slenderness. They looked into the other’s eyes and shared the moment. They both smiled. It was wonderful to share so much with the person you loved.He took her in his arms and lowered her to his torso. She laid her ear on his chest and listened to his heart pounding. Her insides were still gripping his cock head so tightly they could not move it. Since he couldn’t cum, he couldn’t get soft. They realized that only time would allow them to uncouple. They were in no hurry. Time had stopped for both.