"Hi," I say. "It's a bit crowded in here. Do you mind if I join you?"She looks up with a not unfriendly expression and shrugs her shouldersto indicate...acquiescence.I'm never any good at chatting-up women, but within minutes we fallinto a natural conversation - talking about computers, actually,although every time my eyes wander to her fantastic cleavage, mylogical mind shuts up and my words almost fade away. She is obviouslyclocking my eyes, but the tiny smile at the corner of her. Claire had sent Jerome away. She needed to spend some time alone with Neil. Life had been like a roller coaster ride these past few days for them. Things had evolved so quickly; revelations had unfolded thick and fast and their lives seemed to be spiralling out of control. It was time to take stock; time to disengage and reflect and it was also time to sit down and talk and make sure they were both on the same page. Both Karl and Jerome understood. That morning, after they had fucked, slept. Why shouldn't we? Here we are, abandoned by your mother and my wife, left alone to our own devices while she's out fucking her ass off. Why shouldn't we get all the love we can?"Linda heaved a sigh, trying to think straight. "I understand all that, daddy," she said innocently. "But can't we love each other without being naked? Without doing sex? Without fucking? You make me feel so weak and horny." I do, huh?" Jim asked with a chuckle, and he squeezed her jutting tit as he stroked her cunt with. ”“Lieutenant Peters and the Major were planning to come through the cafeteria airlock with the cooks delivering the evening meals. None of them are armed, and this frontal attack may be diversionary, I advise you to arm up and check on your backdoor.” She sounded calm and pissed off at the same time. “And Sir, please make sure your people have fire extinguishers.”“Arming up, Sergeant Major,” I told her, “Leaving the phone connected and in my pocket. Keep me posted ready.”I hated calling on and.