I also slipped my hunting knife into the sheath on my belt and grabbed my second spear. The girls pulled their tunics on as well. I thought about my t...nic, but the cool morning air felt good against my skin.Each of us had dipped the tips of our arrows in the poison before we left the house yesterday, so it was dry, but worked just as well as if it was liquid. Figuring that the horses would be too skittish to approach the loud, angry confrontation, we jogged towards the ongoing racket. As we got. (flashback)It's winter, he passes the coffee shop that he hasn't been to in a while; her hair is so long and dark, she looks sexy even in that dark green apron for a uniform, she looks up as he enters ‘Dimmit! I wanted to go home,’ she sighs, ‘Oh well; I get to keep the tip this time. He's kind of cute; I bet he has a girlfriend or a wife. Wonder why she isn't with him’ she shakes it off and smiles kindly at him, walking over to him, “Good evening sir, what may I get for you today?” He. She was desperate to get on the bus as she had left her job and place to stay and had to get back home . She was ready to do anything . She was shivering in the cold stand as she had worn only a tight shirt and skin tight yoga pants .The conductor told her he will check if there are still some empty seats . He came back saying ther was one spot open in a double bed compartment but the other traveller was a guy . He asked her in a tone if she was so desperate as to share that compartment with. " Mine too, yeah." We took slow sips. Carla scooted closer to look over my shoulder, and I felt the bare skin of her leg on my arm. It was then I noticed Carla had changed, wearing an overlarge shirt, and nothing else. Even though I couldn't see, I knew somehow that she wasnt wearing any panties. The thought made my legs quiver."Um, these are pretty good," I told her, not really knowing what else to say at the moment. "Any of these girls you know?" No comment," Carla said with a grin, and moved.