Our eyes met, and I think it was clear, the two of us were now quickly reaching orgasm, getting off to one another. I can’t say for sure, but the mo...ent my torso clenched and my eyes closed as I rocked my fingers straight into a strong orgasm, I’m pretty sure Jenn did too. I know I heard the husky cry she let out when she orgasms. The same one I heard many times from their bedroom. Knowing she was making that cry for me, my hips spasmed in the last few seconds of climax, causing me to loudly. ” “As a matter fact, I’m weary as hell,” she answered. “I came downtown today to get the papers together; I’m divorcing Frank, my husband.” “I’m sorry to hear that,” said Della. “It’s been coming for a long time, Della. He’s abused me emotionally, physically and sexually for the past six months and I can’t take it.” “Why haven’t you left him sooner, then?” Della asked. “Frank inherited quite a large fortune from his family, and although he’s not very bright, he knew enough to have me sign. I had speared a delicious fat fish for my supper. At sunset I was sitting against a palm tree, weaving fronds into a sleeping mat and enjoying a cocktail. The supplies I had snatched had included a wide selection of those little flight bottles of booze. While tepid coconut milk was not the best mixer I had ever tasted, after numerous attempts I had come up with a palate-pleasing concoction. I smacked my lips and congratulated myself again on my latent, never before used, survival talents.I. Neither of their parents would miss him. Or her. He flipped through more of the pages. God, this thing was silly."What the hell were you planning to do with the power of my blood?" Have the Dark Lord impregnate us."David could not help it. He looked at Kaylee in disbelief. Had they not actually UNDERSTOOD anything they had read? Or, maybe, it was just that what they had read severely under-emphasized the seriousness of all this. They thought it was a game. His murder was just a game.Well."So.".