My husband had some menover for a night of poker. I didn’t have money to go outthat night, and so I decided to play. Harry wouldn’tgive me...any chips to play with, so I “traded” for them,basically flirting with the guys and getting them drinksand stuff so they would give me chips to play with. I started drinking too much, which always makes mehorny, and my husband didn’t stop me. I started talkingdirty with the guys, and wound up playing a game ofstrip poker against. The Caravan master was interested, a man with a bow that never missed was a valuable person to have on a long journey through chancy lands. He signaled for the slave to pour another round of date wine. "It is still three hours before dark, can your magic bow seek game before nightfall?" The caravan master wondered."John signaled Zithrusa, who approached with the bow, treating it in a way appropriate to handling an object of powers. John performed some hocus pocus and consulted his 'Spirits',. “I’m sorry I shouted at you Ian, it was just that I am very tired these days and just lost it. I have not told Dad what happened, I just couldn’t he wouldn’t understand.” I wondered about that but said nothing. “I brought you the tissues in case you need them, you know.”Suddenly she moved forward. I had not spoken. She clung to me and hugged me and said, “please forgive me Ian, I just feel old these days.”I could feel the pressure of her braless breasts against my chest. I had been lying almost. She quickly wiped it away and answered, "Thank you Sir for your kind words about my Прабабушкой, however I am not sure she would be totally happy with all that I do." I assumed she referred to the way she looked last night and the things she offered to do.Oleg came to the door and waved at us as Oksana continued, "Comrade Captain, we need to get inside because I must finish cooking."We exited my козел and as I locked it Oksana scolded, "Comrade Captain, there is no need to lock your vehicle.