A race she knew she could not win."Ah ... Goddess Gaea ... Just as stunning as ever..."Lord Daemon approached his captive. Gaea stared at him, hatred ...ixed with terror burning in her eyes. She twitched as his cold finger touched her naked body, yet the invisible shackles held her still. The demon lord chuckled, satisfied with her immediate reaction."And still as stubborn as ever ... Well, I'm in a bad mood today, so I want you to do something for me..." Kill you? My pleasure." The goddess. After a few more drinks we went up to our rooms and I went in with Sarah.She wanted to have a shower to get the sand off her, so I undressed and sat on the bed waiting. She came out of the shower with a towel round her and sat next to me.'I'm very embarrased about this' she said. I told her not to worry.'But I don't want you to see me naked. It might change our friendship'I asked her why she was nervous, promising her to be gentle. 'It's not that' she said' It's about my breasts which have. So after her pleasant climax, she turned off the shower, put a towel around herself and went to find her wet clothes. She could decide whether to wear them or the clothes in her locker. She was aghast when everything but her tennis shoes was missing. The shoes were sitting neatly on top of her locker. Apparently the custodian had come through and picked up. Alice blushed as she considered the possibility that her private interlude might have been seen.In any case she was resigned to wearing. It wasn’t just the sheer numbers, it was the vitality and the confidence they exuded that was contagious to the British populace about the eventual defeat of Hitler and his Nazi goons. They hated it, but they still loved it because it was so different to the doom and gloom that had existed prior to December 7th, 1941.The French knew the Americans were coming once again and a glimmer of hope was ignited in the hearts of the French people in occupied France and the beginnings of a sense of fear.