Recently, Bernard had takento calling her "Mommy" when he fucked her, despite being almost 20 yearsolder than her. And she had liked it, a lot.Many pe...ple would not want to live their whole life as some rich olddudes' fuck toy, but Gabriella enjoyed it a lot. She liked the lack ofcommitment, the financial independence it granted her, the free time itafforded her. Lately, they had been talking about retirement. Herretirement. They recognized that the older they got the less likely theywould have. . who was it again? Monica? She's a pretty one, isn't she? That's who you wanted to fuck, right? That's who you were going to go after before I asked you to meet me here in this locker room.Wait a minute, that message was for Linda? Thirteen thought to himself. His thoughts were cut short as soon as he heard a scream of pleasure. His focus was back on Sera's now tensed-up body and the thought messages were somehow forgotten.Oh... that was good. It was very good, my pet. I bet you've. “That’s my story with women. You’re killing me here,” Reuben pretends to pout.They get to the restaurant and Reuben is a good friend with the owner who finds them a secluded table in the corner. By JC’s standards, she splurges and orders a Cobb salad and a glass of chardonnay. Reuben orders shrimp and grits with andouille sausage which is his hometown favorite. “Reuben, Mike wanted me to ask if you were up to coming over to our house this Saturday for some drinks, and just hang out,” JC asked. But the only ones that also seemed weak of constitution were the Nobles. They had been dying in their sleep for seasons it seemed for no reason what so ever.As they left that person, they both looked at each other weirdly as they thought how unlikely that was to be.They approached the castle, and were surprised to find someone willing to talk to them so late in the afternoon. There should have been more people around, but it was like a weird skeleton crew that was struggling to keep up with all.