I didn't want to share him with anyone. And the first question that popped into my head was, "Do I bore him enough for him to want to experience anoth...r woman?" The thought upset me. I texted back: Um, I don't know. Why? Do you already have another girl lined up? As soon as the message sent, I regretted sending it. I reread the message and it was almost accusatory. When ten minutes passed, I began to grow restless. "Is he mad? Did I upset him? Fuck, Madison. What did you do!?!?" My phone buzzed. “What the bluidy hell is this boy up to?” a jet-black head turned a scowl to his wife.Aileen had no time, or information, to answer to that because the newcomers neared them.“Father, Aileen,” Sam greeted. Unlike Taran, who wore his usual red and black tartan, Sam looked utterly elegant in breeches, dark coat and cravat over a white shirt. The English style suited him, she must admit. “Let me introduce you to Mrs Harriet Stratham.”Aileen remembered him talking about her—a lot—since the first. Despite my success in defeating the Vermin, I was looked upon as just a kid whose presence reflected the Char’s political aspirations and nothing more. They wanted their “golden boy” to be part of the group so they could have bragging rights when the “real” scientist came up with a breakthrough. For the most part, nobody even talked to me and, since our translators allowed us to dictate to whom we spoke, I was even kept out of group discussions.Instead of wasting my time playing their games, I. ..You know how earler I told you about that guy, David?" "Yeah..." "Well, he wants to come over tonight, while your here...You want to give him a little surprise?" "You horny little...Well, you know I can't refuse any offer from you!" Hannah grins as she thinks about her Best friend Kim, and David and her, all together. She was already starting to feel aroused. "Wear the sexiest thing you can think of without giving it away to early." Hannah hung up and went to get ready for.