She dangled the tiny piece of shiny fabric from the tip of her index finger, letting it sway from side to side."I'm sorry," she said, watching Mitch's...eyes follow the swaying pair of panties hypnotically, "I'm sure you're not interested in these kinds of things." As he focused on her hand, she let her own eyes flick down to his crotch. There it was; his immense cock was outlined clearly, wrenched almost totally sideways beneath the confinement of his fitted boxers. She saw a pulsing throb, and. Thatwould be the version with lots of noise and violence. Then we'd throw afew more sex scenes in the longer version, call it "the Director's Cut",and peddle it to video stores. What a business."Are you sure this Ovid will be right for the film?" I asked him. Iwasn't worried about what the locals thought of our little project. Itwould probably be like films I had made in some little towns on thefringes of LA. They would be flattered that their little hamlet was goingto be in the movies.. Her bare legs were exposed under her coat. A stray thought wandered across my mind -- what if this petite little thing was completely naked under that coat?"Why don't you take off your coat and stay a while." I asked.With that her face flushed and turned a bright crimson, but again all she said was "Tia said you have to come to the sorority now."My curiosity was definitely peaked so I went along. We walked to the sorority in silence. Every time I caught Kelley's eye, she blushed. We snuck in. Silence was strictly observed as if the order had come from the lips of God. Then again, if almost had done, Bohemond of Taranto was a man we would follow into the gates of hell. Somehow Bohemond, the cunning fox he is, had a man on the inside of the walls. A tower commander called Firouz. Bohemond didn’t know why Firouz wanted to betray his city, and normally wouldn’t trust such a man without better understanding his motives. But we were desperate and time was against us. We had to view our.