" In what way?" I don't know, but I don't know you, and you don't know me. We are a bit like ships passing in the night. But it's quite fun getting th...s close to a stranger without any commitment."I did not answer, but my mind was ticking over, somehow the voice sounded vaguely familiar.A few minutes later, she boldly straddled my lap facing me, and I felt my cock gently directed by her hand into her very warm wet pussy. Her lips locked again on to mine and her arms were locked round my neck as. You are now the King of Dalriada."Gabrain gulped as the reality hit home that Scott was not fooling.Scott recognised that Gabrain would not be able to go campaigning in the near future. Fergus would need to be buried and Gabrain would need to be crowned. That would take weeks. Scott worried about the fate of Fiona and Eilean in that time, the fate of others that might have been taken too for that matter. A delay in going after them was insufferable and he knew he would have to go on without the. The stone passage sealed behind them leaving no trace of an exit. Decaying stone walls, covered in blood-red ivy, stood eight-foot-tall. A murder of raven sat perched atop. Each of their heads turned to stare down at them with one beady eye. They were a menacing sight. Spike realized upon closer inspection that human skulls were embedded in the walls. And even more ominous, an ethereal vapor bled from the eye sockets. Beyond the crumbling walls laid a haunting forest entrenched in a bubbling. And they'd fucked, maybe not like rabbits, but possibly like rabbits that have enjoyed a bottle of wine and a nice meal and pleasurable conversation as an appetiser for their carnal desires. Really the only questions remaining were when, where, and how to end it. She was still dithering when he piqued her curiosity by asking whether she'd ever swung. Swinging was a closed world, even in the fantasy make-believe of The Hub. You had to belong, had to be part of the scene, had to be invited, and.