His speech pattern was a little southern, but unplaceable to me. “Where are you from, or at - where do you live?” I asked. “I hail from a smal... town in southern Alabama, but went to college up north,” he responded. The couch set back from the fireplace could handle five or six people sitting close together. Three was the magic number. I sat in the exact geographic middle of the sofa and patted each hand on the places beside me. My soon-to-be lover Thomas settled first, very, very close to me. "You aren't bulletproof, not without your Magic," he continued in a slightly louder voice."Still, I will be better able to deal with whatever is there than if you were with me," I told him, settling the argument.Leaving Frank inside my wards, I slipped down the corridor next to the wall after canceling the silence spell, and soon came to an opening in the wall. It was only about five feet wide and the small room behind it was lit by a low power red light. Tigers do not usually see red well as. I tried to hide the eagerness, but it was exceedingly difficult. She bent down low, giving me a spectacular view of her cleavage. Her skin was smooth and almost iridescent. I realized after a few seconds that I was staring at them like a deer caught in the headlights. ‘Now aren’t these a lot better than anything we saw last night?’ she asked. ‘To be fair,’ I said pausing, ‘it’s tough to compare. I could see a lot more there.’ ‘Nice try Mr. Married,’ she laughed. She let go over her blouse and. After a few "Ja, Ja's," from John, the German strode away."Well that tells us," John stated turning to Sarah and I. "Let's whip 'these off you two" .I was all flustered and started to pack my bags. "What! WHAT! Are you k**ding? We cannot. You know.. strip. You're my brother. We should go!" Look, sis; like I said, we have seen each other's bodies anyway. So what's with the coyness? Are you saying that if I wasn't here you would whip off that bikini and show all to those on this beach"?"You don't.