Of course, he had tested the function and already knew before that the agreed number of ringtones sound on Jorge's connection for 24 hours. He knew that Jorge would be waiting for him on a secure line unless something urgent had come up. Jorge spoke first. "It's good to hear your voice." "Like yours..." There was an awkward silence. Magnus Jordan didn't think it would be so difficult for him to speak and obviously, it wasn't easier for Jorge either! "Is everything okay?" "Yes and with you?" "Also!" "The family is doing well?" added Magnus Jordan a little uncertainly. "Everything great, no need to worry!" Jorge almost bit his tongue. This last sentence could be taken as a hint at worst. And yet there was practically no chance of anyone overhearing this conversation, not after all the precautions he had taken. Still, they had to remember to remain cautious. But the relief he heard in Magnus Jordan's voice was worth the risk. "How is the work going?" “Everything is the same, just

They entered wet to the bone, Jorge grabbed one of the two available room keys and tried to open the door in the suddenly black night. Suddenly clammy hands clasped his. With sleepwalking certainty, Magnus Jordan forced the key to turn and the door creaked open. A flash of lightning lit up the room for a brief moment, and Jorge discovered a sparkle in Magnus Jordan's eyes, or just a reflection of the forces of nature that were being held back with difficulty by walls and windows. But then he heard a voice assuring him that the spark was alive, that his friend was here with him, in this room, in this storm, in this land. "Together we can do it." The bare bulb flickered but managed to cast a dim light. Jordan was shaking again. Jorge strode across the room at a brisk pace, unlatched his holdall, pulled out a few dry clothes and a towel, and tossed them in his direction. "Better put that on," he added, at the same time trying to dry his wet locks before removing his wet clothes as well

He leaned towards Magnus Jordan and kissed him gently, tenderly tasting his lips until they parted hesitantly, mouths and tongues merging until the need for air forced them to part reluctantly. Jorge's hands wandered over Magnus Jordan's skin, tangled in the hair while his mouth traced the curved line between ear and shoulder. Magnus Jordan sighed and melted noticeably at the gentle touch. His eyes were still closed, his arms wrapped around Jorge's torso, and long fingers felt over the shirt until they pushed the soft fabric aside and could feel smooth skin over hard muscles. "I won't let you go again." The words slowly sank into his consciousness until their meaning made Magnus Jordan shiver. "Jorge..." The eyes, shining turquoise in the light of dusk, had opened, finding answers in their darkly glittering counterparts. Jorge finally looked down, buried his face in Magnus Jordan's neck, and whispered, almost inaudibly: "Come home with me!" Magnus Jordan whispered back. "There's no

This could usually be determined by the guests who gradually, albeit sparsely, arrived and populated the bar as the night progressed. But to Moonlight Jade's amazement, it looked as if, she would be alone that evening, she looked back at the bartender but he was still ignoring her, nor did he seem in any way irritated by the lack of other customers. Moonlight Jade reaches the bottom of her glass. She swirled the bright red cherries around for a while, watching them tumble from side to side, before determinedly lifting the jar to her lips one last time, sliding the cherries into her mouth all at once. She closed her eyes with relish and tasted the alcohol-soaked sweetness, a little disappointed that the evening promised to be so uninteresting. Surely it would be best if she put the money for the drink on the table and headed home before she wasted any more time. Moonlight Jade sighed softly and opened her eyes again. At that moment she gave a start, she hadn't heard the door open and

And how glad she was that the stranger didn't succumb to the implied protests, his strong fingers finding their way past the pulled-down panties, up the tender skin of the thighs, into the blazing heat of her core. The stranger's hand dug between her legs and when she reached the outer flower, Jade sighed deeply and allowed him to gently part her legs. His hand gripped her briefly as if to reiterate a point, to assert his ownership. But then he dismissed her and instead began first caressing her outer flower, then her inner soul.His mouth found hers again in a deep kiss and this time his tongue penetrated deep into her throat right away. At that moment, his middle finger also sought and found the target he was looking for and Jade gasped into the kiss when the stranger's strong finger thrust into her. He stayed inside her, but his thumb simultaneously began tickling her clit. Jade squirmed again, but without the need to free herself. She thrust her abdomen toward his hand, demanding,