I heard the elevator again and urged her to come on and get back in the room. Instead she seemed fascinated by her reflection in the mirrored doors of...the elevator. I started walking towards her and her reflection and had just gotten my hand on her arm as the elevator opened and two middle aged men started to step out dragging their luggage behind them. ‘Sorry,’ I apologized. ‘She’s a little drunk.’ ‘Ice?’ she offered as she held out the brown bucket of ice. ‘No, thanks. Offering anything. My mind starts to wander, my artificially-shortened attention spancombining with the feeling of the cold steel on my bare fleshdistracting me so easily, so horribly easily, and I almost fall as mytiny fingers unconsciously move to my enormous clitoris, just managingto overcome the shock of falling to grab to the rails as tightly as Ican, bringing me back to the task at hand. Not yet, it's too soon.It didn't used to be like this. I was never a genius, by any means, butI wasn't like this. I can't. Now coming back to the incident, it was the time of winters so i used to study in the balcony during day time as some sort of sunlight falls there. One day I was in the balcony sitting on a chair and holding my book. Then i noticed Raj uncle was roaming on his terrace as i can see their house clearly from our balcony. Then mom came out of her showers and wearing a nighty only went to our terrace to dry the washed clothes.Then i noticed that Raj uncle was now staring at our terrace constantly. They will not have recovered sufficiently to ride or walk back to the garrison." Yes, Pee!" the officer answered before he and his remaining men rode off in the direction of the local garrison. I returned the pistols to their holsters and went to get our horses. The Captain lay in the street as no one had bothered to check on him or move his body."How ... how did you do that?" a rather nervous Sonsri was asking Chanthra as I approached them with our horses."It was not my doing. The Amulets.