“You know as well as I do. Indeed surely far better than I do. That there’s no way, into that hall, against her wishes.....”“Get that necklace...” shouted Odin. His face was contorted; his one eye was burning. “Until you get it, let me never see your face before me.”Then Loki looked at the Terrible One. Odin’s face was a mask now, grim and sinister. The Sly One’s arrogance turned to cold fear. He recognised the danger.Then Odin’s wolves got up, and so did Loki. He ran out of the hall,. ’ he said and moved toward a wide staircase at the back. One floor up they came to a hall that spanned the entire depth of the building and gave her a Mediterranean feeling like on photos she had seen before about the south of France, Spain and Italy. It wasn’t lavish, but the simple earthen coloured murals and few white statues of naked goddesses and athletes on the tiled floor felt relaxing. She could imagine being there when the sun shone through the glass roof and front windows of each. As she took her morning supplements her mom poured them coffee. They once again reminded her of the rules and mentioned the fact if she wasn't working she would be joining them."No boys or parties. Do you hear me young lady?" her father said"Yes, sir." she responded."Text us when you're home from your job," mom added.Marsha's heart began to beat wildly and she struggled to maintain a calm exterior. This was the opportunity she had dreamed of. There was kisses and hugs goodbye before they. We once again lip locked, she was good, really good, she knew the art of kissing while I mastered it. Her soft lips with the strawberry flavored lip gloss made it even more tempting to chew them.The wetness and the slow bites made her close her eyes and we both were lost in pleasure. Slowly the passion increased more saliva mixed, our tongues met we frenched kissed, naughtily played with our tongues for some time and our eyes met. She laughed and I smiled back, she looked relaxed, comfortable.