"What video?" she said anxiously."The video where you showed him how much you loved him," I explained, the ones she took with her web cam and I record...d where she showed her tiny bud like tits and the one where she showed her little mound before and after she shaved off all the fluffy little hairs because John asked her to. The one I sold on line at ten quid a throw."John said remind her about the video if she won't come," I lied, "Her mum wouldn't like it if she found out." That's not fair!". "I propose a compromise: Leticia keeps her bottoms, but she is to allow a thorough examination through them. Clear an area, there, Leticia, between Nate and Nora, and bend over the table." Nora grimaced, but Nate merely shrugged and moved a syrup pitcher to his left, out of the way, leaving space for Leticia to brace her elbows on the table top between them. "After all," Armand added, "you two are the targets of Leticia's peculiar racism. You see, my Dear," he addressed Nora, "Leticia feels. We were a little bit outside of camp, where those at the fire couldn't see. I sighed and went on the offensive. I circled around Alistair, feinting a few times, testing his reflexes. He was fast; almost as fast as Tomas, and stronger to boot. I knew I couldn't afford to get hit with his shield at all.My performance at first was lackluster; I was emotionally off-balance fighting Alistair. He didn't even try to shield bash me, but it took no effort whatsoever for him to block my attacks. Tomas. Stretching his arms he yawned, bent over to grab his boots and then moved slowly through the door. His growling stomach reminded him he had to attend to something very soon. He silently crept down the dark hallway in his stocking feet. As he moved he felt his senses heighten. The quiet sleepers seemed so much louder now as he moved. He paused at several of the large doors to listen closer, making sure everyone inside were still asleep before continuing down the hall. A floorboard suddenly.