I ran my hands down his back, my nails pressing lightly against his skin. I moved them downwards, creeping underneath his jeans and into his boxers, g...ipping his bum as he writhed against me. He held me as we rolled off the sofa onto the floor, our kisses remaining fierce and hungry. Alex pulled me into him even closer, crushing my body into his. We felt a need to get closer, to push against each other, to really feel one another. I crept my hand up his shirt and ran one finger from his neck. It couldn't get much worse, tears ran down mycheeks as the passion grew to the inevitable climax.After a while they both went to sleep in each others arms. I slumped inmy chair and nearly fell out of it. Hold on...I nearly fell out? Iwasn't strapped in! My wife must have forgotten thinking about sex. Islowly slithered out of the chair being careful not to wake them. Ithought if I could get out I could get someone to cut the mittens offand I could write what had happened and get the police. I. He then glanced over at Miranda, who smiled and gave a nod as he carefully cut a few pieces off several of them, "Good! Cause we'll have quite a few guests this evening, and at least two have yet to taste my cooking..." And you just want everything to be perfect," finished Vivian, casting her husband a small smile, "You needn't worry so much. Frank will eat anything, and Miranda and her friend probably can't remember what real food is. And of course Laurna's far too polite to say anything, so. "My apartment-" She informed me with resigned embarrassment. "-is around the corner." I could see the defeat in her eyes. But this world is a world were only the fittest survive and the weak, or meek, the poor's only purpose is to service our, the Rich, us 1 percenters whimmsy. Putting the money back in my pocket, I slipped my arm around the young urchin and walked with her towards the indicated, not very well maintained apartment building. She should be thankfull to me for providing her with.