A collection of Lipstick and other makeup were onthe side of the vanity and a large lighted mirror. Joan turned mearound to face her. "You have had qu...te aweekend so far haven’t You SweetPea?" I was unsure what role she wouldplay in the rest of the weekend, So I just said "Yes Maam" as meeklyas I could. She smiled at me andsaid "Just call Me Joan Sweetie. HaveThe Boys Been Mean to You Sugar?" I had to lookup at her when I talked. She was about 5’10" and 150 lbs. "Th-Theyslapped me around last. "Come on." "Ow, fuck you." "Coddis wants to see you; maybe you'll look like you're in enough to pain to have learned something." She made him pull her to her feet, and even then she could barely stand. "Where are my clothes?" "Don't worry. Anyone who wanted a look got plenty. I think Smokey made some drawings." She went along with him, not having much choice while she still needed his help not to fall down. Coddis was in one of the back rooms, washing. She leaned down just enough for her lips to meet his. She pressed them against his and softly kissed his lips and whispered against his mouth how much she loved him. “I love you as well,” he replied in a sleep-riddled voice, which drew a slight startle from her, but then followed it up with a wide grin. Her heart pounded like an earthquake had taken hold of it, for they were the words she had loved to hear from him. As she closed her eyes she slightly parted her lips while still keeping them. Testing the motion in my right hand I looked at the woodsmen and sighed, taking a deep breath, I raised my arm with my palm open toward the sky. I called upon the moisture in the air to gather in my open palm. Slowly a sphere of water began to shape growing to the match the size of my head. Carefully I reformed it with both hands into a crescent shaped blade, then I threw it at a dead tree to my left. The woodsmen turned their heads to watch the water blade as it spun and struck the tree. At.