mature husband and wife trying to secure a deal with rich young couple are having dinner out, but the wife dosent want to deal with them but husband naively insists.
"Shush or he'll hear you," I heard my sister voice through the thin wall dividing our bedrooms. As you can imagine I was all ears and moved closer to the wall to hear better. "I don't care if he does hear," said Wendy that's my sister's friend. She was here for a sleep over. "Well I think he's cute," she said but in a whisper so I couldn't be sure I heard her right.
Jane Tierny was not even a voice; she was the one that Jack texted to provide his BP and health information for the doctor. That's how it started, with a texting relationship. But it became more quickly and the romance flowered.
On the brutal and cruel fringe worlds of 24th century outer space, a group of sixteen twenty-something young women are held captive in the hold of a converted space freighter. Unsure why they have been chosen, or what fate awaits them at their destination, the group form intimate relationships. Without other forms of entertainment, and their food laced with aphrodisiac compounds, it isn't long before satisfying sexual urges becomes their driving goal.
What could beat, in risk avoidance, if you have a fetish for fourteen-year-old boys, a scheme of arranging a hookup on Key West in the shore time of a Caribbean cruise port call—arranging a hookup on board, making the hookup after getting off the ship, and getting back on the ship and sailing away after humping the boy in a seedy motel? What possibly could spoil that?