“You ... are not ... Father...”“Surrender!”I glanced at Kora. She clutched the amulet. Ruby light flickered between her fingers. She was ... c...ntrolling the Paragon. It was ... remarkable.Greta snarled and charged in. Her watery sword slashed forward. Diamond droplets trailed behind her weapon. It wept her passion. She screamed, her hair dancing behind her as she slammed her blade into the Paragon’s side.The rage surged across the Paragon’s face. Her fist lashed out, but Greta threw water. I am successful and earn enough so why should my wife also slog?"I have no objection if you take up some job which you can do from home on computer or open a boutique or any thing that doesn't tie you up.By the way, upto which standardyou studied?" I asked her."I am a commerce graduate with MBA" she replied coolly.I was shocked."But, I... asked for semi litereate..." I stammered.She laughed."Don't worry,I also feel the same way about k**s.I might do some free lance journalism, take up some NGO. We have little time, but we shall make the most of it.My neck is the victim of his next attack, his lips pulling hushed whimpers from my throat. It is hardly fair, to have such a stifled desire. I can only cling to consciousness as I feel Lust overtake me. My fingers curl into his hair as I wrap my legs around his waist. His lips continue their assault on my throat, hands vying to pull down my bodice. I grab his face, tasting the pleasure of his desire. Distracted, he allows me to take. I lay there in shock, all the while she carried on talking and rubbing. She got up and checked the door for a few seconds, then came back to me. She pulled back my covers to expose my hard cock; her head dropped and took it all into her hot mouth.Oh my, then I wondered, with a big smile, if this was a private hospital or was I getting this on the National Health. She was an expert and before too long I was spurting down her throat; she didn't loose a drop. She covered me up, smiled then left. I.