And I mean that in the way you would understand it. Friends.”“Including me? Am I ‘just a friend’?”A VERY dangerous question that I had no cl...e how to answer.“Can we just say we’re exploring and leave it at that? Please? Let’s eat, OK?”“OK,” she said pensively.We got out of the car and went into the restaurant. We were seated fairly quickly, and both ordered beef dishes with lots of vegetables. They served us tea, and we drank while we waited for our food. Our food was ready in less than ten. “Assholes!” she screamed.“Git on with ye, fairy,” one of the elders said, waving her off.Spinning around she slapped an ass cheek. “Kiss it,” she spat, before buzzing off after the gorgon and mage. When she finally caught up to them, Kal was biting a lip trying not to laugh as the snake-haired woman continued striding forward, but with a huge grin on her face.“Fuckin’ hell!” yelled Dûldin. Upon seeing the gorgon coming towards him and Sandy, he immediately reached for his axe as well as a small. She gasped, knowing she was seconds away from an orgasm; an orgasm she’d been waiting for all night long. His tongue continued to tease her ass, swirling around her tightly puckered hole, lightly pressing against it, then straying off over her thigh and coming back. His mouth and his warm breath felt so good she stopped resisting and spread her legs wider, digging her nails into his thighs to demand more action. He stroked her clit like she liked, the rhythm and pressure that they both knew. But never did he voice his fears in front of Wolfram. Even his own father feared betrayal by his own son.In 1939 the war started, and shortly after the fall of France, Anne-Marie was informed that her husband had been killed by the resistance, in a partisan ambush. She was shocked, and saddened in one respect, but deep down she also felt a sense of relief. After a short period of mourning she was considering returning to her home in Belgium. However, the Nazi's firmly believing that she must be.