Her husband had run off leaving them high and dry fouryears ago forcing Phyllis who had never had a job andvery little education to provide for both h...r son andherself. This meant working two minimum wage jobs andhaving no social life at all. Sure she could probablyhave found a man willing to support the two of them.After all she still had her looks and a body made forfucking, but after her husband left she became justplain bitter.Its not that she didn’t have needs oh yes God she. The man was now breathing hard, but at least he was calming down.“How are you?” Xavier turned toward Cory.The former servant waved, trying to look away.“Now it’s not the time to lose our heads,” Xavier began speaking, without letting go of Ayn’s arm. “It’s time for us to think how we are going to go against this.”“There’s no weapon to go against this thing,” Ayn pointed out, but he wasn’t shouting anymore. “There’s no point for us to be here.”“We should still get the weapons we’ve come here. .." Show me your cock and you'll get way too many..." He chuckles "So it is just my cock you care about..." You got me all worked out ... but no, you're sexy overall, come closer I need to touch your gorgeous chest, can I tease these nipples?" Ahhhh ... yes ... but the view from here is better" He is still standing to get the full view of her on the bed, still debating where to start and calming down his desire a bit. He hands her the glass and leaves another peck on her lips. She catches his. As Carver’s polished black helicopter circled the vessel — Caroline could see the name ‘Cesarine’ on the back (‘aft’ she would later learn to call it) — the brilliant white ship sparkled like a pearl floating in turquoise sea. The chitchat on the helicopter flight away from the city had been surprising banal. They sipped champagne. Carver commented on how nice Caroline looked in her business suit. They spoke about current events — but more like they were quoting headlines and not delving into.