.. I pulled on it andwith a little resitance it slid off with a "POP" Not knowing what wouldhappen next is where the "Damsel in distess" comes into pl...y!I thought that was cool, I thought let's try that again and see ifsomething more happens! So back on it went, I noticed this time howeverit was a bit more difficult. I figured the was enough slippery stuff onthere it would slide right in, which it did just a littele harder. Butthere was enough friction now that it felt like jacking off. The gates were open for us and two lines of guards, resplendent in mail and purple tabards, stood along the walls near the door we stopped. The king himself was there! And his wife and a pretty woman I later learned was Tanalasta, his eldest daughter.He spoke briefly with Anarion and Elminster, and demanded to see Quinlan's body where it lay in the cart. I was invisible, which considering the present company was just as well. I would be ashamed even to open my mouth to a king.A footman came up. “Yeah.” Liz said. “It was, unreasonable of me and I acted—”“I know,” she said. “I was there.” She sighed and reclined in her chair, as if to try to control an outburst. She extended her legs forward on the ground, crossing her ankles and put her hands behind her head. Her body was trying to relax but her blue eyes seemed angry.“What…” Liz said. “What’s wrong?”“Nothing,” she said roughly. “Is that all?”She understood her. Ally obviously wanted to give her a piece of her mind but was too afraid,. ‘I’d very much like to take some photographs of you – and show you where I’ll be displaying the best one.’ During the time I’ve been an escort-girl I’ve had plenty of pictures taken of me, usually naked or semi-naked and usually the instant variety, that end up in the back of some guy’s wallet. I don’t mind, sooner or later the guy is going to brag to a friend, show them the picture and maybe I get another client out of it. It’s a form of advertising as far as I’m concerned. But part of.