I couldn't afford the illusion of comfort right now, knowing it was given in pity. Not from him. "Let's get us some rooms," I said, joining Billy at t...e car."You're not staying with your father?" Billy asked curiously."He converted my old room into an office some time ago," I told him, grabbing my bag from the back. "He does have a sofa bed, but I'd rather not sleep on it if I can help it."The woman behind the motel counter was sixty-something, short and plump and all smiles when we walked. Taking his cue from her, Davey slid down to lay between her open legs, and lightly parted the pink lips of her moist cunt.“Oh God yes, my cunny, my cunny is begging for you, my roguish lover,” Jane gasped.Davey touched the tip of her clit with his tongue tip, and then with a fast flicking movement brought a moan of delight from her mouth, and an involuntary bucking of her hips.Ten minutes of sucking, licking, and fingering had Jane screaming for release. Davey knew that so great was her lust. It seems I can’t get any rest here.” Shrugging, I wasn’t happy, but believed I had little choice right now. Since I was in the building stage, a few more strenuous days wouldn’t hurt me. And should be quieter in the long run.“Where will you go?” At her question, I withdrew a hand sketched map of the coast and showed her an island near the mountains north of me.“I scouted these three isles out and two were long abandoned. Shouldn’t be an issue to move to this one here. And it’s not part of any. It was Lucy who spoke first. "Why did you stab the young man?" she asked.I thought about it a few minutes then answered as Gunny would have. "When people argue; they tend to escalate the rhetoric. By the time it reaches the level of violence, everyone is ready to kill or be killed. If you can, it is best to get ahead of the curve, way ahead. I just brought real violence into the argument early. If you bring enough force it will usually end it. Of course if it doesn't, somebody will most likely.