"I'd like for us to continue to get together like this, Ron. Would you like that? I'd see that you get a similar envelope every week."I didn't have to...be an accountant to see what that meant. But, you know, it wasn't the money. She was beautiful there next to me, enough for any man, really."I do have one condition, not a big one but one I have to insist on. So far, we haven't had vaginal sex. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I think we should both be sure we are each safe for one. Jack smiled and said, “Coke. I’m fairly decadent, but I’m not quite that decadent. Not yet anyway. Can I get you something?”“No thank you. I was just finishing up.”“Are we up and running?”Mike nodded. “We’re good.” He detailed what he had done and had Jack sign for the service, and then finished with, “Time to go girls. Sorry to have bothered you, Mister Culverin.”“Pretty girls are never a bother. It was nice meeting you all.”Tamara hopped down off her barstool. “Thank you, Mister. I jumped; fireworks exploded outside.I frowned, standing up. Why would anyone be setting off fireworks at a time like this? I walked to the window, glancing down at James Street and saw three soldiers firing their weapons down the boulevard. My exhausted mind struggled to think. Why would they do that?A black rock crashed into one of the soldiers, caving in his chest. That woke me up; adrenaline spiked through me, setting my heart thudding. Up the street a brown-skinned, hairless woman ripped. "What, who?" she started to say, but her mind was in turmoil. I've seen this a couple of times before; I just had to wait until her mind cleared. One of the unfortunate effects of MC is that it's totally indiscriminate, her lust will be directed at anybody and everybody she sees; luckily in this case, I was the only one there."Oh who are you?" she said moving up close to me. My arm moved around her waist, my other hand cupped one of her sizeable tit; I expect my smile was not a pleasant thing.