He was well dressed for the occasion and it was really a hard on to see his rippling muscles that seem to protrude through his shirt.He was scanning m... from top to bottom and there was a huge polarity in our expressions. He was in his macho look and it’s easily understandable that he is the one in control there from his look, not even flinching a bit and scanning me while I was giggling n shying away from his look like a girl. He came inside hold me by my waist and pulled me towards himDav:- hi. But he was the Doctor, so of course curiosity overcame him. He dragged a finger through the larger puddle, collecting a small sample to sniff and...taste. He touched it to his tongue, swallowing the tiniest amount. His nose wrinkled as his confusion grew. The Doctor stood up and rested his hands on the console, staring intently at the TV screen without taking note of it. Then an idea struck him: the security camera! He'd installed that after a junkyard at the end of the universe had replaced. "Ah, perhaps! And they will all forget about it by tomorrow, as is proper. That, my dear Lord Ambassador, is one of the joys of being a High Lord. Perhaps you should consider it."Norlan controlled his response, letting it manifest as little more than a strained sigh through his nose. He knew that Ambassadors could elevate themselves to High Lordship with the right connections. And the right bribes.Norlan's gaze drifted past Ardon. Another two High Lords had slipped into the viewing chamber. Now. I could hardly take my eyes off of her. I imagined that she was flirting with me, but when I went over to talk with her she told me that I reminded her of her teenage son. She didn’t look that old. Thinking back on it, she was probably in her late thirties and clearly in her prime. I was eighteen years old, six feet tall and weighed about 120 lbs. She was six feet tall, voluptuous, and probably weighed about 170 pounds. Her swimsuit was like vintage French lingerie, such that there was a loose.