Together we should have been able to face the new day. I whispered, "Good morning," to Kevin, who immediately shouted back with a grimace, "Stop shout...ng!" At the same time, I got an awful whiff of his breath. It smelled like a cat had used his mouth as a litter box. My hand flew over my mouth I as wondered if my breath was equally hideous.A deafening snicker came from somewhere above me. I painfully moved my eyes around the room. Squinting at the onslaught of light, it became painfully obvious. I could tell she had put some effort out, but she still looked like death. She said nothing and carried herself to her regular seat. Aunt Shannon began to pass the food around. Absent was dad or a place set for dad. Suddenly, as if we all knew that something bad was happening, conversations stopped. The snide comments from one brother to another stopped in mid sentence; nothing was said about whom he likes, teases about one brother's stupid friends, comments about an ugly haircut, nothing. All. And it is a women's pride to display their assets best - most of the noble dames of the royal harem only wear transparent veils over their subtle bodies - some of them showing off their luscious pubic muffs without any inhibition, and other ones even highlight their nether lips provocating with a radiant rouge! All we princesses are given to wear inside the harem is a short skirt, made from bleached linen and held in place by a ornamented leather belt. That is extremely cool in the steaming hot. We left a few heat sensors around the woods and put in a couple of guys with night vision goggles. They picked her up moving around near the northern edge. Anyway to cut a long story short, they flushed her out with the dogs, we had a team by the edge of wood and she took a tranquilliser dart in the butt as she tried to track out towards the road along a hedge. Went down as easy as you like. Well, apart from the yell of "No!" as she realised she'd been hit. I had to discourage the guys from.