Me : “Mummy Please. Thodi der”She dint reply me and without waiting anymore, i just started my deeds. I lifted her Kameez and started kissing her ...tomach. As i was busy kissing the tummy i requested her to play with my hairs, as if a woman does when she is enjoying it. She did. I continued this way for ten minutes and i was thinking what will i do next, Something new, Because i dint wanted to do anything bold, as i was scared, i might mess up the entire thing, again my awesome mind said- How. At the first wooded area they passed through, John, guided by Zithrusa, traded the tired little ass for enough fine cured wood to fill the rest of their half a camel load. Perhaps the man who traded the wood thought they were foolish to let such a nice little ass go for only wood, but value is what people place worth on, and to Zithrusa, she got a treasure of wood. What, you don't think wood just grows on trees, do you? she asked John mischievously. John had to agree, that the little donkey. " Where to?" Graydon asked, urging his horse forward toward the covered opening, and completely disregarding Tristan's quip."An inn for the night and a visit to the guildhouse in the morning," Tristan replied, a twinkle in his eye as he studied the fortifications.The two men guided their horses through the inner covered gateway and passed the inner gates and into the city proper. To the left Graydon could see a bazaar and commented to Tristan about the faire outside with a bazaar inside.. “Men, the people that I am after are very dangerous. Your job is to be my ears. Do your best to not be noticed. Do not ask these people that you hear any questions or engage them in conversation unless they speak to you first, and then be as noncommittal as possible in your answers. These people have killed a number of times already and will not hesitate to kill again. Don’t be a victim, be the fly on the wall that isn’t noticed but hears everything that is said. Try to remember where you heard.