"Oh fuck," she said half aloud. "If that's from Greg ... it can't be. He's gone. He had better be gone."Simone was so concerned that the note might be...a hollow gesture from her husband that she did not consider the obvious. She stood and stared at them. If they were from Greg, she knew she would be both angry and sad, each in great measure. She slid her finger under the flap of the envelope and ripped the top open. He couldn't have come back, could he? She pulled the note roughly out of its. "PJ said, "That sounds too theoretical for me. No man can create that kind of feeling in a woman, and Lord knows I've tried for years."I said in a matter of fact tone, "Talk to my partners. Ask them whether it's theoretical. I'd like to know too."PJ turned to Crystal. "Well, what's he like?"Crystal said honestly, "He's being modest. When Jim makes love to you, your entire 'Being' tingles on every emotional and spiritual level ever known to mankind or that you've ever dreamed about. He has a way. You will rot in hell. I think you should talk to your dad. He will take care of you.’‘Fine mom but you take care of me first. And there we are not leaving this room without messing this beautiful room till morning. And today my dick should taste your pussy. Bitch now removes your sari and get ready or I will tear it.’For the first time I was feeling disgusting. When I was about to leave the room he said –‘Mom, stop you are not going anywhere, the door is locked. You have to fuck your. "How unfortunate for those Aurks." Oluth cracked his thick neck in a roll of his head, throwing his arms out in loose swings, limbering up his massive muscles. Saela coughed, "I'm sure you could win sir, but there is an alternative." "Why would I seek an alternative?" He rumbled. "Because if you kill a hundred men here in this forest, you will attract the attention of more than just Ailara's beloved patriarch." I winced at her words as she continued, "With that much blood on your hands he'll.