If he didn't care before now then he didn't need to know now. And then she was off, to spend some time on the beach and relax. Heck, maybe she would a...tually do what she had always, always dreamed of doing, write a book. Funny, how she always wanted to do that but never once took any classes like that in college, it was just a pipe dream; but maybe now she would at least put some thought into it.So here she was, she thought as she pulled her rental car into the driveway of the "beach house",. ’ Before them stood a man and a woman, warlike in aspect, at the head of thousands, moving into the plains of Ulster. ‘Ailill and Medb of Connacht, on their great raid for the brown bull of Cualigne.’ Now a betrayed warrior, heroic in aspect, turned against his home, with sorrow in his eyes. ‘Fergus Mac Roich, turned against Ulster by the deception of Conchobar.’ Next a vision of two combatants locked in fierce blade work in the ford, one a giant with skin of horn. ‘Ferdiad Mac Daman, an. "Oh fuck, please touch me. Shit, I need to cum. I am already so fucking close." Jill traced her fingers across my abdomen, moving lower agonizingly slowly. Her fingers finally found my vulva. I moaned as the tips of her fingers gently touched my erect clitoris. "Oh fuck, please," I cried as I strained my hips upward. Jill got up, walked to the foot of the bed and crawled up between my thighs. She moved my legs so that my knees were bent and my heels up by my butt. With her hands on each knee,. ‘I dunno,’ was all she could say but it looked a little like an act to me. ‘So, what’s the problem?’ ‘Well, the guy has shown up a couple of times, like, see, at things where I was.’ ‘Things?’ ‘Clubs.’ ‘Clubs? You mean like…’ ‘Yeah, swingers’ clubs.’ ‘This is, well, see, your thing, then?’ I was trying my damnedest not to laugh, or even smile for that matter, but the stupidity of young people sometimes leaves me breathless. And if she said ‘well, see’ one more time I was going to have to hurt.