This is my wife, Sammie, and this is her boyfriend, not mine, just hers: Jack.”“Jack Berkowitz. We’re in an open V, if you will,” Jack stipula...ed.“Christy Andrews, nee Aguirre. This is my husband, Ronnie,” my ex-wife introduced her second hubby to the pair, “we’re both very open-minded these days, much more than I used to be.”“Todd Royce IV. Yes, I’m old New Hampshire money! This is my wife, Natasha,” Todd declared with obvious pride in his Singaporean bride.“Stewart Goldfarb. Yeah, I’m Jewish. As Jack ran along the beach, leading the charge towards the giant beast, he paid little notice to the large hills of sand that would be a common sight in a wind-swept desert, but not along a shoreline. He also didn't notice as pairs of large antenna began peaking out over the sand. Then the screaming started, and he did notice that.Jack stopped and pivoted to turn towards the men behind him, his gun at the ready. Karl did the same. Most of the sailors were already firing in a panic as their. They were soon back though. The superb woman who was dominant over the others was the first to creep through to the outcrop she carried a lengthy spear which she beckoned to the others with. He could not help but be aroused by her beauty and the memory of his previous encounter with her. He almost wanted to be captured. What he could not understand was her look of trepidation as she ventured across the plateau; the women knew he was unarmed and was certainly no dangerous animal, yet they looked. She was nearly ready for her date withher husband whom she'd just heard had returned to the house downstairs.Having seen her substitute daughter off to the Prom, she'd had the houseto herself to get herself all dolled up. It had been a veritable orgy ofmodelling all the different dresses that the real Jasmine had in herwardrobe for the past few hours, and she had finally settled on a coralpink 'A' line dress with matching heels. Jasmine had located a matchingcoral coloured handbag in the.