Remember what I said - that our opponents are allowed to be smart or dishonorable or lucky? Here was a prime fucking example of all three at once.RENA...O was playing their ace in the hole. A paranormal that could affect light. Redirect it, disperse it, concentrate it. Doesn't sound so bad, right? But consider - what if day suddenly became night for your forces, but not your enemies? Kind of a problem. And remember - a basic two-inch magnifying glass can torch bugs when the sun is up. We didn't. A couple of hours of fucking and the boys finally left, and Julianna took a long hot shower before finally collapsing on her bed in exhaustion. She slept most of the next day, waking up only to eat some fruit and drink some coffee before going back to bed. When she finally got enough rest, she woke up and went to her desk and wrote some things down on a legal pad. It was a list of her future life plans and what she needed to do to make it all happen. It was amazing how she was able to map. "What a heavenly setting! What a pretty cottage too! I'm envious." I'm pretty fond of it myself." I bet. How on earth did you find it?" Through an estate agent. I said I was looking for a secluded country cottage and this had just come in with a long let. I was very lucky." Telling me. It's enchanting." Thank you. Now come on in and repair the damage."He led her upstairs to the spare room where there was a towel draped over the radiator which he handed to her before showing her the. My bare legs were covered in goose pimples. My fake leather jerkin was dripping with water from the damp mist and running down to soak my skimpy tunic. It would be the final straw if my Viking sword got rusty. I’d been walking for more than an hour. I had decided to spend the night at home and return in the morning. I should have accepted the offer of a piece of floor after the Halloween party. At least I’d be warm and dry. Now I was cold and wet and lost. My chances of finding a petrol station.