I’ve ended up as part of a great circle of friends, and honestly friends with most of them, but always more of a quiet presence than one of the peop...e driving the action. I hung out with some of the hottest girls in school, and they liked me very well—as a friend. I was the safe guy, the good guy, the one they could always talk to . . . including about the guys they were dating, or wanted to be dating. Since some of those guys were friends of mine, too, it felt awkward at times, but I know how. I had been fortunate after the War, my father had left me a small inheritance that I had put to good use opening this shop and had acquired the beginnings of a proper library through careful purchases. Still, all in all, it was a solitary life I led. I had taken care of Papa after Mama died, and by the time he was ‘called home’, as the Baptists are prone to say, I found myself a spinster who must make her way having no male relatives to whom I could turn, I opened this shop. I carefully laid. " And what is this thing of mine?" The King's attention was fully on Nurm now, along with that of the rest of the crowd. Only Shantar noticed High Priest Sholim edging farther away from the throne. Nurm wheeled about, stripping the cloak from one of his 'demons'. A gasp went up from the crowd as the cloaked figure proved to be none other than Princess Ashaia!"Your gift is indeed welcome, friend Nurm." Khamul was laughing openly now, but he quickly sobered when he saw Ashaia's furious. Evelyn and I headed to a local bar and had a great time drinking and dancing, as the booze started to hit us both our dancing became more and more raunchy with lots of grinding. She had an amazing ass to go with her fantastic rack and I am pretty sure she could feel how hard she was making me. It was August and very hot, between the dancing and the grinding we both started to build up a bit of a sweat, that’s when Evelyn suggested we go skinny dipping to cool down!We headed along the beach away.