He slammed the metal cabinet closed.The Alchemist stalked back into his workroom towing a rolling table. He dropped his Magikal Artes bag down on the ...ounter then dropped his Grimoire on the rolling table. He flipped open the huge silver buckled and leather-bound book. Thumbing painstakingly through the parchment pages he stopped on a particular page and peered at his list of alchemical sigils. Carefully he chose the magical symbol he intended to use on her.She leaned against the padded bench,. There were two men there, both scientists, Mr. Jake and Mr. Fred, and they assured her it was true, fifty dollars for each rattler or cottonmouth, and seventy-five for a coral snake. They used them for research and to sell to other institutions. She said okay, she would bring them some. They got a kick out of this saucy young gal, but they liked her and humored her, and told her to go ahead, but to be careful, and they would stock up on petty cash. But, damn if they didn’t end up paying her. The night was comfortably warm, and they had left the screened overhead vents open. She wore a silk kimono that her sister had given her. The front gaped open, and she leaned her bare torso against Roger’s. He had stripped to his gym shorts, and her skin felt wonderful against his.“I hope so, or we will be the late colony.” He hugged her close and kissed her softly on the forehead, and then he looked back at the satellite display. “What if she doesn’t figure it out?”Yamina hugged him more. She unlockedthe door, opened it, and kicked her shoes off right away. I entered andremoved my shoes as well. She went to the kitchen, pulled two wineglasses from the cabinet and found a bottle of wine on the counter,partially emptied.She poured two glasses quickly and walked toward her bedroom. I followed.As she entered her bedroom, she placed the wine glasses on the nightstandand immediately slid out of her dress. She was wearing a beautiful pinkfull slip and a bra and panty set I could make.