A small fireplace offered heat to dry up in. While he traipsed back to whatever awaited behind the curtain, I hung my cloak up to dry and helped mysel... to a shot of complimentary spirits. From the engraving on the oddly shaped stone bottle, I could gather that it was a popular, if not very good, blend of dwarven Stone Water. I filled a shot glass and tossed it back. I regretted my haste almost instantly as a medium-sized fireball erupted in my innards. The taste of wet stone and some obscure. Additionally, you must get proof of having done this. Have someone take a picture with him in your mouth, or a picture with his cum on your face. Do not use a digital camera; either a Polaroid or regular film camera should be used. (This way if I decide to show your friends or coworkers the pictures you can?t claim they are doctored.) I want at least 10 pictures. If you find a customer who will take 10 pictures, those will be fine, if a trick will only take 1, then you must find another. )Yin, the dark element of female secrets, contrasted even as it coalesced with Yang, the bright masculine open flame. Opposed and yet conjoined, these two forces were reinforced in the minds and spirits of the male and female members of the Circle. ( The boys and girls saw each other naked and got horny. ) And that was the trick of tantric yoga, to appeal to the inner desires of each and draw them out in a communal celebration of the Life Force within. (We're talking TOGA PARTY! Only without. I smiled and pulled out of her. The smile from her face vanished and she seemed a little disappointed. “Stand up.” I said, pulling her up. She stood up and I took her hand and pulled her over to the small bit of grassed area off the deck, grabbing the bag with her vibrator in it off the table on the way. “Wait.” she said, ducking over and grabbing a blanket out of the storage cupboard on the edge of the deck and quickly spreading it on the lawn while I removed my shorts. Her dress had fallen.