"What kind is it?" It's a Canon 35mm SLR digital." Well, take it out and let's get started."I ignored the double entendre and unpacked the camera and ...ens. When it was together I paused a minute to survey my model. Angela was wearing a rather conservative wine colored suit with a skirt that stopped an inch above her knees. The blouse was white and opened at the throat. A simple string of pearls surrounded her delicate neck. The only hints of sexuality were the shoes. With ankle straps and heels. It is a nice idea but…’ Tom said a little flustered. Jana laughed. ‘I’m teasing you. I can drive that far and we can get a couple of rooms until in the morning.’ The waitress was picking up the bill and Tom’s credit card, and overheard the last of the conversation. She looked at the clock across the room and shook her head. ‘You might get one room over there if you hurry but I doubt if they’ll have two. The bar down the road closes in another half hour and then that place will be packed with. I am not sure if she was really willing or just drunk enough to do it but she went back to the closet with me. On the way back to the room, I told my friend someone was going to be at the glory hole. The girl, let’s call her Tina, and I went back to the room and waited. We didn’t mind waiting so much because we were kissing and feeling each other up. I heard someone say loud, “the hole is now in operation.” I figured this was Steve's way of telling anyone interested that I was in there, I don’t. Thakkor withdrew his sword, and Armand stumbled back. He stood for a few seconds on wobbling legs, and then fell to his knees. With blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, Armand fell face first onto the earth, vanishing into the sea of grass. “Alicia, are you okay?” Thakkor asked, kneeling down next to the groaning woman. He noted with admiration that Alicia still maintained a grip on her sword. Alicia blinked the tears out of her eyes and groggily asked, “Thakkor?” “It’s okay, he’s.