As the cart continued along its merry path, Effie was to be treated to the ride of her life. Jack may have been many things he didn't mention to her. He was a liar, a scoundrel, a thief and a murderer. But he was, at the very least, experienced. In his thousand years of life, he had bedded more women than most people ever say 'hi' to in their short little Mundy lifetimes.

As he let her have her way with him, he let his hands do his own exploring. The first thing he did was remove the wig. In the back of his mind, he recalled the time the last time he did this on this very same ride. He remembered not feeling an ounce of sympathy for the family that got on right after he and whatshername got off the ride.

He buried his face into her neck and gave into passion. This was just what he'd been needing. After all, he'd gone two days without sex.