Dimitri tore his clothes off eager to have her hands explore his hard, hot, throbbing flesh. He pushed her into the bed, watching how her hair stained...the linen with her flaming mane. Her breasts grew more full over the years. He suckled on her nipples as her nails pierced his back, her legs spread to encircle his hips. She moaned when she felt his hands entangle in her moist, wet heat. She screamed his name, wanting him to fuck her, arching her hips against his hands. He eased two fingers. I didn't see it coming. Her question, I mean.She goes to me, something like the following: My husband thinks you're sexy, and I (meaning, Amy, it's like she's talking to me, I hope I'm not confusing you) wouldn't mind it if you went on a date with him -- either out for a dinner and movie, or just over to our house to hang out and have some fun together -- alone, or even right in front of me.And the way she said it? She was nervous, her voice quiet, her big brown eyes staring at me, watching for. You should have put a bounty on that dog and you let it go by and now six cattle and fourteen sheep have been killed, a hen house raided, and a young man mauled to death. You could have prevented it, but you didn't, and now things are coming down around your ears. Am I right?"Mark twitched and kicked the floor. "Damn it, Priscilla, you're right. I should have stopped this before it got this far but I didn't listen to Clete. Now everything is out of hand, and from what I hear, it's more than one. "He needs something to settle him down until he gets adjusted tothings." That's a spectacular idea," Kate said to me with a glint in her eye. "Wemight as well hop in the shower while those two are going at it. Itsounds like they are only getting started."After being served Kate's golden nectar right from the tap we showered,towelled off and dried our hair and were dressed and downstairs withinhalf an hour. Kate had brought over a suitcase of her clothes andlingerie last night and hung them in.