Sam sighed. "Just in case . . . . No harm in a camouflage spell; noharm in keeping our arrows nocked . . . but we won't see them today." So,camouflage..., their bows at the ready, they advanced. It wasn't long before the forest began to thin out. Soon they had come toopen ground, dotted here and there with palm trees. "More camouflage?" Joewhispered. "No," Sam answered in his normal voice. "We're justwasting energy as it is. Sooner or later, they'll figure out we're here. Theseladies are as smart. If you’ve not read the previous parts, do consider reading them for getting into flow with this part. (Recap)I saw her tired and exhausted. So did not want to overdo anything which may create any doubt to her parents. And also her mother being a doctor, I did not want to give any clues. So I said let’s finish it here for today. She also agreed with me and said she was feeling too tired.I said it was all normal and asked her to have a bath and sleep till her parents come back home. And she. He wasn't a fool, and his tracks weren't obvious, but it suddenly was more likely that somebody curious might notice the dollars didn't add up.Pierre thought again about the call. Edward had sounded... strange. Almost flustered. Perhaps, with a little careful urging, he'd reconsider. Yes, a return call in the morning might do the trick. Feeling better already, he returned to bed.Xavier Norris stared at the phone in his hand. He hadn't heard from Michael in over a month, and now this. It had. The goddess wanted to have a conversation with me? I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. “For a sure, dude, that’d be really nice. It would really help with the tournament. Let’s do that sometimes.”I replied. “I look forward to it,” she responded, with a wry smile on her face. I played that conversation back in my head for the whole week. This petite, perfect assed, round-breasted, 18-year-old fresher wanted to discuss football with me.Holy shit. I couldn’t get over it. So many possibilities.