’ ‘Breasts or hair?’ he inquired, a tease to her pensive moment. She shook her head and spun on her bar stool, again devouring their small pool ...f victims with her midnight blue eyes. For tonight, all the men were out. There would be no wild, passionate love with a construction worker from downtown, there would be no heated make-out sessions with a small, pierced collegian, she desired not the sight of a briefcase tossed across the room as a dark stranger followed her to bed. Her prey was. Alex Bragi had something to do with this, but just what eludes me at the moment.If wg continues to browbeat me I may someday post another of my 'imaginations'with Bernadette as the main character under the heading of "Fragments: Bernadettein the Napoleonic Wars", but don't hold your breath. The character of Annetteis more likely to resurface, in a series of shorts entitled "Games LoversPlay". If I ever post anything again, it's more likely than not that I'llappear as a character, but the names. Now that was over, always quick at first, they settled to the real McCoy and no holds barred. But after the second fuck Pete was still curious, ‘Can you honestly tell me you were in no way attracted to this Shah guy’ he asked after enjoying an hour with Fran. After a week apart and with all the hassle Pete was well hungry for her. ‘What do you think Captain Carr?’ returned Fran in her tantalising tone of voice, ‘Even his kiss didn’t inspire me to anything more than waning to vomit!’ ‘Really?. “Yes, we want to be in great shape to fuck you half to death, that’s true, babe,” I winked at my wonderful wife, who giggled in response.“Yes, well, the first part of the surprise ... well, it looks like it arrived ... earlier than I dared to hope. I wasn’t sure when the cavalry would show up, so I prepared all of us to wait a while. Here she is, though. Not before time, too. Not that I mind being the meat in a very different kind of man-wich, but an extra cum whore always helps. Am I right,.