They seem to get some sort of paranoia, megalomania, from time traveling and act as kings in their hideouts or whatever you'd like to call it." Well, ...or me it would be a safe-haven. A place where I could live with my family without any moral judgments. Where there could be as many women for every man, or men for every woman if that is what the women want, and do as we please, with no one around to condemn it." Mhm, just my idea. I've suggested to my wives that we should bring in another man,. Her name was Yukari and she was the most beautiful girl Michael had ever seen, with her round face, bright brown eyes, and long dark hair. "Bonjour Monsieur. Qu'est-ce que je puis faire pour vous?" Michael looked dumbfounded at the pretty girl. He didn't have the heart to tell her that he only spoke English so he began to turn to leave. "Excuse me, Sir. What can I do for you?" asked the Japaense girl in an a French Canadian accent.Michael turned back around and slid into the chair in front of. “Impressive hand, Mr. Grant,” I heard Tali say in her sultry voice.“Thanks,” I replied. “And you can call me Kyp. Mr. Grant was my good-for-nothing father.”“Of course, Kyp,” she said with a wink.I felt a chill go up my spine, but I had to keep my wits about me. This girl was something else, and she’d distract me into the poor house if I gave her the chance. Hell, it was a wonder I hadn’t bombed out already. The way she kept adjusting how she sat, showing off her long legs and curvy ass in the. Between the two of them they knocked up a pretty appetising meal; it was enjoyable preparing the meal and cooking with him. After dinner, it was time to put more wood on the fire, while she bought more wood inside, Ken put some music on the stereo. Eventually, when the fire had burned down, they decided to go to bed; some more love making – that’s what it was, she told herself, love making, not sex, and certainly far more than raw fucking. And for the second night in a row, he slept cuddled up.