”My heart beat faster. This euphoric rush surged through me. My arm tightened around Tamara’s arms. I stared at her and this warmth spread through...me. I felt like a teenager again. Her eyes met mine. She whimpered. I could see the passion in her eyes.“Willis,” she groaned. “I ... I ... love you.”“Love you,” I groaned and then we were kissing.I pulled her against me, my heart beating with such passion as I held my new wife. She wouldn’t hurt me like that bitch had. She would love me. Be faithful. Although it all may sound a bit sordid, it wasn't, it was in fact beautiful, very beautiful and as I slipped into bed behind my mother, I wondered if we'd ever find that level of pleasure again.Morning came all too soon and I tried to ignore it, but between them mum and Jill roused me and together we took our coffee and toast down into the garden in a kind of symbolic gesture, probably in my honour.They both wore a tee shirt and sexy little panties and treated me to some beautifully posed. Just, I noticed you looking at my legs ages ago, but I didn’t think you was interested.”He leaned forward. “Well, you must realise that it’s very awkward making advances to a married woman, Denise.”“Is that what you’re doing, making advances?”He smiled at that, showing off them straight white teeth of his. “I suppose I am. Do you mind?”“No, no, I don’t,” I giggled, “I was hoping you would.”“Really?”“Though why you should is beyond me. You must meet lots of girls what is better looking than me. At this moment, the last man is doing one of the women doggystyle on top of a new corpse."Caroline smiled triumphantly."Oh, please!" I said. "They've been watching us since we took over the Terminal. It's not my loving heart which is driving me to take care of it."Mr. Valence nodded. "It's not safe to leave him in there if he's got no problem pulling the trigger." Take Caroline," I said. "The women might need convincing."Caroline stood up. The sunlight glinted off her jewelry; silver rope.