The team was on the ground within another hour. FTL travel was a wonderful thing when it was used properly.Meanwhile, Nils and Han'lic journeyed to Ir...on IV to see what they could find, especially what they could find out about this one-sided war that was going on. They orbited the planet and saw no signs of space stations. Nobody shot at them, which was a pretty good indicator that the natives were not very warlike.The two spacetubs dipped into the atmosphere of Irgon IV and found that there. But it was a conservative crowd in a really old fashioned town, where I knew people, so I restrained myself. I usually did that at the other bar. Far enough from where I lived. It's so hard being a floozy in a such a place.As fortune would have it, we did get quite a few tourists at times, most of whom spoke English, and quite a few which spoke Russian in fact, which I also know. Some coming through on their way to a family resort, but there were indeed single women and men, others pretending. Couldn't get enough of him. Four times a night on those rare occasions when she could sneak away from her husband to sleep over. And that was the problem. Her husband owned the company. And Jeannie was only the junior partner. The junior partner who'd be totally frozen out in a divorce. Even a divorce based on total absence of marital relations. So, it made sense that she'd choose financial security over sexual satisfaction. Yeah, he could certainly understand that. But, it was poor consolation. French responded with reckless abandon, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, her hips bucking up against his as she tried to get closer. He released her wrists and she immediately fisted them in his hair, pulling him to her, crushing her mouth against his. She ground her pelvis up, rubbing against the ridge of his hard cock. Aidan felt tortured, driven toward madness by the woman beneath him. He wanted to brand heras his, make an indelible imprint on her, body and soul. He was fed up with the.