We actually had met over breakfast on a far distant Saturday morning. It was about 10am that day, and I was more than a little hung over. Three solid ...ays of vodka, rye, beer and shooters will do that to a person, though. You see, on that Tuesday evening, I had caught my boyfriend with another man, in my own bed, and once I’d yelled at him and kicked them both out, I’d sought some solace at the bottom of a few bottles. In any case, I’d been sitting at the bar of a local greasy-spoon diner,. .. His issue was not with her agreeing to Zax’s request; he himself was in half a mind to do so, but her not discussing it with him first.“On whose authority?!” Giant Havreim grunted displeasingly. “He is your compatriot, we know, mine too, in an unconventional manner, but don’t let it affect your judgment”.“Elder Master approved”. With these three words, Giant Havreim’s and Varinka’s objection flattened.“When did you talk to him?” Zechariah wanted to know. Because their formation was. She bolted out of the room, I assumed to go put clothes on.I was fully dressed in less than five minutes. Lena was running down the stairs as I passed them. Sam already had his car in the drive with the doors open. He was on the phone when we jumped in the car.He hung up and told me, "That was Roy. He made it to the scene and she's okay. Luckily it was the Expedition. He said she is shaken up a bit. The paramedics are taking her to the UNM Hospital to check for any internal injuries."Sam didn't. I walked quickly in behind, followed her to a far dark corner where she turned to me, hips thrust forward, lips open, breasts quivering as her chest heaved. Our eyes locked as my hand moved behind her head, pulling her forward for the first touch from her moist full lips. Our lips parted, tongues flicked together, darting into each others mouths, her body moved against mine, nipples hard against my chest, pelvis grinding against my erection. I reached down for the hem of her dress, hands.