’ I leant back in my chair and rubbed my eyes with a free hand. ‘Most people go out to dinner or something first, you know?’ Jilly laughed. ‘W...’ve been doing that for years. I know as much of his personality as I’d ever want to, believe me…it’s the bits of him I don’t know so well that I’m interested in now.’ I heard a man shout out indignantly in the back ground followed by a soft growl near the mouth piece and gave a cringe, recognising the voice as Matt’s, whom all my attractions for had. As they exited the building and drove home, she had been subdued and withdrawn, staring down at the floor of the car in sullen silence. He decided that he would have to give Peter a call during the day to see if there would be an animal available tonight.For all that the night had cost her, the returns had been so small. Out of more than a thousand guests and staff, only nine survivors had been recovered and one of those, found in the Presidential Suite, had been completely catatonic. Idly, he. "Follow on your knees." That old fag isn't getting off watching us fuck!" he growled."He can wait outside and listen to what he's missing," she giggled.So I crawled after them and had the door slammed in my face. I then hadto listen to the two of them fucking for the next half hour untilfinally her screams and his grunts subsided....finally."Get us some beers from the fridge fag," she shouted.I crawled to the kitchen where I found a fridge full of cans of larger.I grabbed two and headed back to. Even as he spoke his eyes were drawn to the hologram situated in the pass’s upper right hand corner. Glancing away from the pass Floyd’s gaze gravitated towards it’s present owner. His own daughter.Try has he might Floyd found he couldn’t deny the developed curves of his daughter’s teenage body or the luster of her flawless skin. Her very presence, so close to his, left him drunk with lust.“Are you certain you want this honey,” Floyd asked.Lily nodded her head up and down in a clear yes.Floyd.