"They are heading to the port of Wheeldon, Arron. They must have a ship waiting for them there." They spurred their mounts forward, and as they were p...ssing a small cove Arron noticed something bright caught on a bush fluttering in the wind. He pulled up his mount and as he did so glanced out to sea and saw a rowing boat pulling alongside an anchored galley."Minara wait." Arron slid off and walked over to the scrap of material. It was a torn piece of expensive cloth tied rather than just caught. Huge pre-war speakers bolted on top, megaphones of doom and destruction. Of course, Lauren would not have known if they were announcing the start of an uprising or the latest lottery winners. But the message was expected and simple.'Leave now, go south. Move quickly, taking only what you can carry. The Nationalists are all murderers and won't spare you. If you're male and aged between twenty and forty then stay and defend.'Lauren looked at Emma glumly. It had really happened, just as everyone. .. and...”“Horny,” I finished her sentence.“Yes, that was what I was trying to say or maybe not say. Here I am a 24-year-old nurse, and I am acting like a giggly schoolgirl for a man in his sixties who is recovering from a heart attack. I just don’t understand, but I don’t care. I want you so badly I can’t help making a fool of myself. I don’t know what I mean, I’m so confused.”I led her into the bedroom and had her lie on the bed. I told her to lie still, and I would get a cool washcloth for. Our vocabulary came to run the gamut between gentle endearments and cruel commands. But it centered mostly on a small collection of verbs and adjectives, as most sex talk does, with "fuck me" being the most frequently uttered command or request or plea. We found new ways to worship each other's cocks in words, new ways to describe how hard the other was, how delicious his shaft, how delectable his cum. But again, as we approached orgasm these words narrowed to a small selection, barely.