Naked before me was a goddess of health and beauty. Once again the smirk returned to your face. What was she going to do? I soon realized after she go... on your knees and unzipped my pants and pulled out my hard on. It was throbbing in your hand. She studied the obvious irregular curve in it, and by your expression knew you would have fun seeing what feelings that would bring inside. You gave me one more deep stare of desire before a quick smile, and then in only a moment’s time, you closed your. ..”The herald droned on, providing names as the people walked in. The Knottline Guard was organized into three separate units led by a single leader in charge of twenty guards. The units themselves were further broken down into four sub-units, each with a leader leading four guards. The aisle leading to the thrones was too narrow for four people in a single line, so the sub-units lined up three abreast. The first sub-unit had lost a guard, so they only needed three abreast but the second. " "Uh...I...well...Yeah", I answered, though I could never properly explain how confused and stupid I sounded. Jen giggled and said, "You're bright red. Did we make you blush?" It was rhetorical, as it was clear that they had. "Just a little surprised", I explained. Jen grabbed one of the shot glasses and quickly through it back. Then she grabbed another, and the 3rd. I snickered and reached back for the bottle of Maker's and put it on the bar. Jen had stood back up on the foot. I started at the front and tried pretty much every recipe. My cooking was improving steadily. I’d never been a very good cook in my first life. For most of the first two years, I ate with my parents while Jesse was off in the oil fields. My mother wasn’t a particularly good cook. She had a standard meal format. Some kind of meat cooked to leather, some kind of potato mashed, some kind of vegetable limp and tasteless. And ice cream. Breakfast was cold cereal and milk four days a week and bacon.