“It’s his turn again” she said. Fuck, I was dying inside, just couldn’t believe the mad rush that filled my mind at that moment as I found my...elf set aside once more, to make room for her “imagined” fuck buddy. For the second time that evening I was lost, not just for words but simply lost, lying there helplessly, pointlessly as she was quickly brought to the point of another wet orgasm. God, she was enjoying this new power she had over me. Her hand drifted lazily back towards my crotch, at. His hugs and sexy comments were on the increase, making me uncomfortable.A week later, during our usual chess game, he managed to end the third game in a draw for the first time! He asked me, “Don’t you think I deserve a treat from you for this?” I smiled and asked, “Why not? Tell me what you want.” I promised to give a treat of his choice.Then he whispered into my ears, “I want this sexy, supple and nubile fairy with me, in a bikini, one whole night!” I shook my head vehemently and considered. "Sorry, it just came out that way. I'm all mixed up."Allison got serious. "From what I'm seeing and hearing, I don't think that comment was as mixed up as you think."Brianna sighed again. "Then what do I need to do so this all makes sense to me, Allie?"Allison put her arm around her friend. "You need to get laid," she said, with a nod.Brianna frowned. "Well, Ben's taken now, so..."Allison thought back to her phone call with Merrigan. She had a momentary flash of guilt at pushing Merrigan. ‘Somehow, Bonnet found out, and questioned your doctor. He’s dead, sir.’ ‘Gentlemen,’ Donovan turned to the other members of the room. ‘My wife was kidnapped yesterday by Gaston Bonnet. She is six months pregnant with his child.’ Joey could feel the surprise running through the room, though nobody moved a muscle or said a word. He glanced around again, every single eye in the room was fixed steadily on Donovan. He wasn’t the tallest or biggest, but the way he sat in his chair, with his hands.