Finally I turned her loose. ‘Let’s take a shower and get something to eat,’ I told her. ‘Does this mean we don’t get to try out these satin ...heets?’ she pouted. ‘No, it means I want to store up enough energy to screw your brains out.’ ‘Okay,’ she giggled, ‘I guess it might be worth waiting for.’ ‘How hot do you want it?’ I asked. ‘Not very hot, I’m hot already,’ she answered. I turned the water on and set the temp to ‘low-medium’. We stepped under the lukewarm water. I wrapped my arms around. Too lethargic. Even after nearly two weeks in my house, Elyse still wasn't eating well and looked to be in no better shape than when she'd arrived. Perhaps I should have known better – time spent as one of Jasper's sex dolls would break anybody – but it was still a disappointment to see Elyse perform so poorly.I shook my head and sighed. If it wasn't for her life insurance situation still not yet resolved (I could seriously use that money), I'd have been sorely tempted to send Elyse back to. One of the Falcon players began to slap his stick on the ice in salute to Brad, and the others joined in.“Brad, what you did for Pete goes beyond playing hockey. Thank you so much!” Coach Green said, giving him a brief hug.“I’m glad I was there to help him,” he modestly replied. The assistant coaches and training staff also thanked him. Once the last person had shaken Brad’s hand, the Kingston players raised their sticks as a thank you to the fans. That gesture was greeted with more. Jane was sleeping beside me, curled up under the sleeping bag we were using, unzipped completely and covering both of us, but her more than me. We'd shoved the furniture back a little more, tossed clothes and bags out of the way carelessly, and made ourselves a comfortable spot to spend the night. I was still warm and a little damp and sticky after we'd made love, Jane beneath me and impaled on my fake penis while we'd kissed long and hard. And after, laying there in the dark and just watching.