’ ‘Um so that’s why Mrs Mason was talking about showing me her tits.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Show me your tits mom.’ ‘No Xavier and stop being so r...volting by asking me to do that.’ ‘Aw come on mom.’ ‘No… oh there’s a car door slamming. Let’s talk about this later.’ ‘There’s no deferral on this mom unless you promise to show me your tits later.’ ‘Oh here comes Nevada.’ ‘Mom?’ ‘All right I agree.’ Nevada entered the kitchen as she’d done as a plump teenager during her high school years. But now the shape and. . Now - pull the neck of your jersey out and look down inside at your titties.”“OH WOW! OH HELL YES! HOW DID YOU MAKE THIS HAPPEN? Look at my titties, Lucien!”Boy, did I ever get an eyeful. She had her jersey pulled up to her neck and her small sports bra was ripped apart, hanging loose around her waist.PERFECTION – was the first word that came to mind as soon as I saw them.“Danielle, you need to cover those big beautiful breasts before you tempt me too much, and I lose control. I have no idea. A real coffin this time and not a bogus one.We rested without much talk in the quiet solitude of the single row. Most of the rest of the cabin was filled with the sound of American tourists chattering about Rome this or Florence that and what a great shot someone had of the ruins of the Coliseum.Olga dropped off into a restless sleep and I watched the tilled fields and the vineyards flash by so fast that I was annoyingly unable to make out where one ended and another one began.An attractive. Falling to her knees, she struggled to keep her arms in front of her. The barrier held, but Cropper could see that it wouldn’t last much longer. With the power sucking from her body at an unnatural rate, she would be dead in moments. His mind raced. What could he possibly do to help her? He was but an elemental. ‘The Stones Cropper!’ ‘Please!’ Of course, The Stones! If Sara survived, his hope of salvation would vanish forever. Worse, if she survived but failed to defeat the Magician, He.