“Oh, you shouldn’t believe everything that’s written down,” Judas murmured, glancing at Merlin with a sly smile.“Morgan le Fay seems to want...to hide her companion’s fame under a bushel,” Rasputin grated out. “Allow me to elaborate and introduce to you, Judas Iscariot.”“Tut, tut. Iscariot is a title, bowdlerised from Ish Kerioth, a man of Kerioth village. Technically my surname is Bar Simon or son of Simon,” Judas chuckled.“The Judas Iscariot?” Merlin asked, looking a little unsure of himself. You close out your email and get up only to see your relief standing there. He offers to take the call and asks for the keys. You throw them at him and grab your stuff from the ambulance. You clock out as you watch them drive off in a blaze of glory. You then walk out to your car and get in. The drive home seems long, but your mind wonders back to the email you just read. Your body gets warm and flushed. At a stoplight, you stretch your legs. Your skin. . Cheney out."Tania knew instinctively that she needed to be elsewhere for a time; she got out of there while Tom was still turning purple and went to the head to shower and wash away the sweat that built up over the four hours in the pod -- not to mention the couple of days she'd been trapped in an upended pod. As for Tom, well, he had a temper tantrum -- and it wasn't pretty. He ranted and raved and threw things and acted like a ten-year-old for nearly thirty minutes before finally winding. I could hear as one of them said the mangoes are slightly bigger now and that he wanted to grab one and squeeze all the juices of it in his mouth. He said this directly staring at her boobs. To this she replied as, yeah obviously you can if you could get the chance to grab one with this all of them giggled and started talking about the river when talking about the river someone raised the topic of her just noticing them from the bank top and why don’t she join them instead. To which she said.