“Nice to see you again too, Mr. Hayward.”“Andrew you remember this beautiful woman, Karen is my wife.”“Of course, Mrs. Hayward, its a pleasu...e to see you again,” he smiled eyeing her very deep cleavage.“And this sensual looking woman is Lisa McKinnon, she’s our lover and her husband, John.” Andrew said hello, admiring her revealing breasts.“Dan, if I may say so, when you ask for me to be your waiter, I know it’s going to be an interesting time working.”Dan looked at Lisa, “I’ve been here with. He had no identifiable enemies, worked in a nondescript job, making no important decisions, and his very existence screamed ‘ordinary.If death wanted me, it was for reasons that weren’t yet clear. There must be some important task I was here to accomplish, that death did not want disturbed, or the death voice wouldn’t be hanging around waking me up.My thoughts dismissed what I couldn’t control, and I turned my thoughts to Abby and her situation. I could give her a home, open several bank. Although frantic, the blonde was also tender, searching for the approval she now desperately needed. Pulling away finally, Sharon panted heavily, her lips sore from their extended embrace. Reluctantly she began to assess what else was required from her:"So.. How do you want this to go down?"Natasha pondered the question, lightly licking her own plump lips, eyes flitting across the woman's bare torso: "Well, since you asked so nicely..." she responded, raising her crotch against the other. .. ?”Mocking laughter came at her from all sides. “His energies have been redirected to something more useful. Your dalliances have been entertaining, to be sure, and your greedy enthusiasm for his staff and seed have been most impressive,” he said as she gaped at their intimate knowledge, “but his task was to restore you for what is yet to come. Whatever else happens is irrelevant. Should he deem it an appropriate reward for his services, he is free to make use of you as opportunity permits.