"What the hell you talking about? Where are you going to go? There ain't nothing but Garden Hill and Auburn left."Lexington shook his head. "That's wh...re you're wrong," he said. "The militia done took everything in the neighborhood, that's true. But there's more than just this neighborhood. They haven't been past Grass Valley. There's all kinds a little towns north of there. Somewhere, some of them have to still be alive." What if there is? What makes you think they'll take you in? And how will. I've got no intention of getting wet again and I want you to keep my sleeping bag warm for me." Mom unwrapped her sleeping bag from round herself, pushed it to me and began to crawl out of the tent.I was shocked to see that she was just dressed in a tee-shirt and a pair of white cotton panties as I had thought that she would have either another pair of shorts or a pair of jeans on. My mouth instantly went dry and I feasted my eyes on the sight of her bum poking up covered in just thin white. Mom's arms were holding me tight with my head resting on her breasts again and I was feeling that same warm and tingly sensation wash over my body again just like it did that time she held me close sitting on my bed. And I was thinking about what Mom just said about feeling tingly all over and started to wonder if she was having the same kind of feeling that I had. I could feel my cock beginning to stir as it started to get hard and I began to panic because I knew that Mom would be certain to. The standard method for defense at that time was to divide into battle groups with about two war-chanters and six blade masters and few rangers. The war-chanters would confuse the enemies with their illusions and sound bursts and protect the blade masters who would then run straight into the confused enemy formations and cause major havoc before falling back again. The rangers would try to suppress enemy leaders and mages, forcing them to concentrate on defensive measures instead of doing.