Nicci was hot blooded. It suited Vince just fine. He'd be sure to tangle her inna sheets and then cause her blood tah pump furiously as she wiggled naked for him.  He did not say it but he thought hard on it.<br/><br/>Instead, he was about to mention what he liked to do. Or maybe it was where he like to sleep.  And for some odd reason he was looking at Mila.  As if by magic or some  of her thoughts, she flushed and her breathing changed while she looked back at him. He gave her a wink as good as a promise. He'd have an extra pair of socks waiting.<br/><br/>But Mari was beside him, and he leaned to her and whispered, "Would yeah be hidin inna covers onna dark an moonless scottish night as dah ghost ah McBeth himself walks aboot dah Castle rattlin chains an moanin?"