I stood in front of her, while she sat on the edge of the bed. She began to unbutton her shirt as I watched in disbelief. She looked me in the eyes as...she did it to watch for my reaction. Her skin was tan, goldenly perfect from her Hispanic background. She reached behind to unclip her bra, and as it fell, I only looked in her eyes. I wanted to show her that she was more then that to me. She pulled me on top of her and I began to suck her neck, and down to her nipples. They were dark on her skin. "Sorry, you liked wearing it and I got yelled at about it, Bitch!" Andwe both laughed out loud.On our third glass of wine we started, what would be a life alteringdiscussion for me."Lana, needs to see daylight, or nightlight, you need to get out of thiscondo and show yourself off." One day." I averted looking at her as I responded."One day soon, soon being next weekend."*****************I rang the doorbell for the firehouse twice. When no answered at first,for a second, I took that as a sign. [Like the shamans, a chieftain is able to buff any kobold below it in the hierarchy, though they do it with shouts rather than spells. He also commands them. They won’t just run at us with single-minded purpose, so what we did in the last room won’t work. We could focus him down, but then that would enrage the rest of the kobolds, just like killing shamans will do.][How much do their stats increase when they enrage?] I asked.[I’m not actually sure. It depends on the level of the kobolds, I. Now, nearly eight months later, and as Mara drew closer to the time of delivery, he and Omar, both, were thrilled with how everything had developed. Of course, though both men were excited, Omar was the father of Mara's baby, and therefore he had the obvious reason to be the most excited.Omar was already the biological father of nine other c***dren (back in Zambia), and though he'd had these nine c***dren with two other women (his wives, as was the cultural custom for him as a Muslim), Mara was.