Sarette leapt up, backwards, over the man’s head. She landed behind him and thrust her blade deep into his back. There was another flash of light an... he fell to the ground.Corec was sure the lightning magic was overkill. The wounds were deep and the men would have been out of the fight magic or not. But then her next opponent was one of the guards wearing brigandine. Rather than trying to stab through the armor, Sarette simply touched her staff-spear’s blade against it. The man screeched in. “That sucks. I’m gonna jump in the shower,” she told me. “Cool, enjoy,” I said. She left and closed the bathroom door and took her shower. About 20 minutes later she came out in a towel, wrapped around her so high that her ass cheeks were hanging out the bottom. She came into the room. “So what do you do all day when you work from anyway? I bet you watch a lot of porn,” she accused. “Uhhh,” I stammered. “I know you do, don’t lie. What’re you watching right now?” she asked. “Um, do you want to. As she passed, our eyes met for an instant, then the crowd jostled her and she bumped against me, and the next thing I knew, the two of us were standing in my timeless space, stark naked and staring at one another. She made no effort to cover her self, but instead put her hands on her hips, striking a sexy pose, and appraised me with a half smile on her face. The experience took me completely by surprise, and in my embarrassment, I zapped back to reality. We were at the instant where we had. The fresh scent of summer that was drifting in did little to calm him. The whiskey was warming his blood, but he knew he needed to stop after this one. If not, it would have the opposite effect. He wanted to forget about that bitch of a wife of his. The divorce was finally done and now he just had to pick up the shattered pieces and move on. He wished he was home in his own house and bed, but for the weekend he had agreed to go out into the middle of nowhere and spend a few days trying to.