Karen elbowed him in the side after his bold statement, giving him a dirty look. Apparently it wasn’t just a line as he and Karen have been dabbling...in anal play in their affairs. She didn’t seem like she was in the mood for any more secrets being revealed.Once inside, Karen took their coats and put on some music as they got comfortable while she went to the kitchen and whipped up more Margaritas. When the dark-haired beauty joined them in the living room the talk quickly moved back to sex.. I haven’t gone out on New Year’s since before I got married. You like Portsmouth? I don’t know much about it, I strangely and for no reason at all admitted “Oh, sure! I love Portsmouth. I’ll show you a secret spot in Prescott Park where you can meditate in absolute peace.” Too cold for that, I smiled. Karen’s head rested against mine, “I’ll keep you warm,” She whispered. In a synchronized move, we both set our small plates to the coffee table and Karen stretched all the way out. Her head now. "Brendan turned beet red and was looking for a way to apologize when she stuck a finger in his face to make a point. "I like you and I think you're a sweet kid but don't think I come here to put myself on display for you. I wear these little bikini's because I look good in them and they make ME happy. It's not an advertisement and once you get past that, you and I will be fine. Don't assume that every man who looks at me sideways gets a turn. Are we clear?"Brendan was at a loss for words and. " I was picking berries near the edge of the forest," said a young, flaxen haired woman, "When I saw the ghost eating black and shiny dirt from a hole in a cliff. Each time it swallowed flames shot from it's nostrils. I fled and did not stop running until I was safe in our cottage." This ghost sounds rather substantial to me," Merry said. "If it is a supernatural creature it must be more of this world than the spirit realm. What does it look like?"A babble of contradictory descriptions arose,.