” Now, despite her shame, Flavia moved quickly. She knew she had to unless she wanted to experience pain. She twisted around on her knees... went on...to all fours... and thrust her hindquarters high. Slowly, with evident reluctance, her shapely young thighs parted. Cheeks mottling slightly, eyes suddenly glinting, Captain Varian contemplated all that was so blatantly displayed to him. Oh yes... he liked them young. And this one looked so very young. Yet so succulent. The fact that she had been. I turned it again, making another check to make sure nothing had been picked up from the table's surface. Zipped, folded and rolled up like I knew what I was doing, the bag fit snugly alongside the tent in the backpack.That left only the wet clothes I'd been wearing when I came awake as Cooper James for the first time, and the cargo bag. I looked for the sun again and took a moment to get a feel for how warm it was. Northern California and the end of May? Plenty warm already, given it was only. It wouldn't be our fault if the audience didn't get up to dance in the aisles. All we needed was a couple of guys in black suits, hats, and sunglasses to make all of it perfect.That was how the concert went. We played for almost four hours straight, with encores from the Lucky Lady Blues Band and the Blues Expedition. It took the crowd over an hour to finally leave the stadium.All of the musicians had gone to the backstage tent to sign autographs and chat with various other musicians who were. " Jenny interjected, her smile disarming enough to deflect his ire at another interruption. "Usually, but not always, my dear. How it had been trapped, I know not, but trapped it was, and it had been geased to, once per day, answer any question put into rhyme. At first, she had used it to out fox those who opposed her or for advice on the best strategy for winning the loyalty of those who sat upon the fence, but once she’d grown secure in her power, her questions took on different nature.".