" If I were you I wouldn't tell Ellen about this. You're one hell of a good fuck and I will fuck you again." I bent down and kissed the top of her qui...ering head. She is just lying there, panting like a wounded animal. She is too far gone, completely devoid of any sensations other than what she is experiencing right now. " Stay inside me, John," she said. " Stay and fuck me all night." " I will be back soon." I returned two hours later, finding Jenny asleep.I push her onto her back and then. The woman lives in a constant state of OMG. It’s truly exhausting. I hope Rod knows what he is in for. Rod is a great guy. He really is. Rod is mellow and down to earth. Nothing much gets to him and that’s probably a good thing. Rod is Christine’s polar opposite in terms of temperament. They have nothing of substance in common. But, Rod has the type of outward appearance Christine goes for and she thinks she’s in love. I don’t know what Rod’s take on the whole love thing is. With Christine. He did not blame Mussolini directly for the debacle but laid the adventure at the feet of Mussolini’s military staff and the core of his political advisors that were totally inexperienced in such matters and had a view of the Greeks as some sort of sheep-tending wastrels with lack of military expertise. The truth was that almost every adult Greek male owned at least one rifle and in many cases, the females were equally as dangerous as the males.The unfavorable terrain in most of Greece. The more uppity the girl, the more fun Kerr had in subjugating her. Most of the magical Fayle and Pix had also shied from doing any form of business with him since they sensed his nature.Unfortunately, they should have communicated this information between themselves and warned the lesser lords and unmagical people too. But then again, business was business, and just because you had magical abilities didn’t mean you were not ambitious or willing to look out for yourself.Kerr had gotten lucky.