The sun shone brightly through the unusually blue sky. It was mid-June and the sky usually was coated with a milky haze. Not today. Just a few small w...ite puffs were off in the distance. Of course, by being at the oceanfront, there were the obvious tourists, running from one side of the street to the other with all sorts of beach chairs, sand buckets, large bags, and body boards. Most of the locals always 'boarded' farther south on the beach. This would afford them the luxury of being far. All he could talk about while we rode was about how much he liked Black-Briar mead.The first part of our travels were along roads and paths that Lydia and I were well familiar with, from going to Ivarstead. We crossed the Darkwater river, then found ourselves going up and over a mountain pass that we’d never been on before. I could see off to our left a dragon flying around a mountain crest rising from the middle of what looked like a volcanic plain. We also passed near a mining town called. With rucks weighing eighty-five pounds or more, and only having gotten about two hours of sleep last night, we weren’t as chipper as we had been the first day. We had finally crossed the swale which was a bit deeper than it appeared to be on the map, and were on the second ridge and ready to move toward the enemy camp when two shots rang out nearly together. Our bubbles had formed just before we heard the shots or felt the bullets impact on them. We both hit the dirt and lay there quietly for a. So when he reached for her, she sank onto the couch with him, sliding her arms around his waist and turning her face for his kiss. His tongue lightly touched hers, and she surprised herself by the violent answer she gave it."Hey," Bill said, "something has really turned you on. Like I said earlier, you look different, act different. And I'm not knocking it, baby."She kissed him again, before he could ask any questions or come to any conclusions. Having sex with other men had brightened her,.