"You owe nothing, Warden Dresden. Stay on the path you are on and do not wander off." Midnight nodded as if he made perfect sense. He clapped his shoulder. "But I would ask something of you."
With out a second thought, Pam leaned back until she was laying on the hood of her car and she dragged John with her. She wiggled and squirmed so all her soft places rubbed against his hard places. She groaned two octives deeper than her regular voice as her hands worked to find skin.