" Or at least fake it.We do the morning chores. I cooked, she washes. I do the laundry, she folds and puts it away. We make the bed. There's always th... last minute look, looks good, we can come home ... Yup, we're ready. We both pee, and drop. I play a couple of songs on the guitar ... just to keep in practice. I'm playing a lot more bass in the band since we got a rhythm player. I don't sing lead as much as I used to. When I feel the first rush, I put it away, check the windows and lock the. " Yes."Lu Sheng stretched out his hand, passed through the gap between her shoulder and the pillow, and touched her fragrant shoulder on the other side , and the latter did not resist, but let him move at will, and even stuck a little tighter, as if he had let go of all defenses around him.The lights were turned off, and the room fell into silent darkness.The soft hair exudes a refreshing aroma, which penetrates into his nostrils, smelling such a familiar and close breath makes him feel very at. In their place was a huge, hunched, humanoid figure. It was looking down in apparent confusion at the long bone club clutched in the hand which had held Guiot’s lance.The aelven woman waved a hand towards the Guiot-thing, an almost-negligent gesture. Arcs of deep purple light burst from her fingertips towards the monster, and where they touched the creature it was unmade, great bleeding chunks blasted from its hide.Boulet turned away as the rest of the knights came into range of whatever. There was a long pauseas they both tried to think of something to say. Sam hadn't reallycalmed down much, but she at least had control of her breathing."Sam. You want me to get you some clothes? It looked like you could usesome."Sam looked down at her soiled jeans. She was mortified. She hadliterally wet her pants and John had seen that she had. She startedsobbing softly. She just wanted to disappear.John heard a soft sobbing sound. God he couldn't stand that sound. Hehad to do something to.