I swear, I fucked her, I love fucked her, I revenge fucked her, I fucked her with the thoughts of a caring brother, I fucked her brutally with the tho...ghts of fucking a slutty whore who had been fucked and was really fucked up in the true sense of the word. I even imagined that if I was around may be I would be the man to initiate her and take her cunt and ass virginity instead of her giving it away to some guy bringing dishonor to the family. Some fucking cock whore she was under me and I was. As a global traveler, it was very rare that she ever stuck to a consistent schedule of sleep. It was still several hours before she wanted to be in bed but the jet lag was hanging just as quietly but oppressively over her. She could use a vacation, after all, she'd just thanklessly saved the world again. She was starting to lose track of how many times it was by now. It was starting to bother her too, she was getting jumpy. Starting to see Atlantean death gods or worse, Natla, in every shadow.. My friend Alex. And Ted from Chicago.” “How are we delivering the Chicago invitation?” “By phone. Don’t worry. He’ll be here.” “You sound pretty sure of that.” “I am. I’m a great piece of ass. He won’t want to miss out on that. Plus, we’re arranging for his ticket and putting him up for the weekend. He’ll be here.” “Where’s he going to stay?” Tanya asked. “A hotel?” “No, sweetie. He’ll stay here with us. Unless or until you take him home with you.” “Oh!” Tanya replied. “It’s that kind of a. Off by herself like that ... it didn't fit my mental image of her at all. Was she coming late to dinner to meet me, and she and her friends usually ate earlier? Or did she usually come late so she'd have fewer people to look away from before she ate alone?I vacillated between following her and returning to my table to see if she would look for me before she left. I think it was seeing some of the guys still looking at her while they presumably talked about her that made me decide to follow her.