Suddenly the sword was free and he was flat on his back. He had felt a slight sensation of the blade sliding out of the wood but nothing like he was e...pecting. It was more like the tree had just let go.Wilhan was familiar enough with the sword to suspect that it, and not the tree, had done something because the tree had certainly never been accommodating to him before. He tried the thought pattern he was using when the sword came free to see what would happen. When he did that he saw the tip of. Lovecraft. Being ever-so-much a gentleman i let her take the book, I told her I would check it out after she had checked it back in. After that we parted ways, only to meet again the next day. I was reading "The Fall of the House of Usher" for about the 500th time when i noticed her peering at me from over the top of her book, "Dreams of Terror and Death", from across the room. We were in the center of a circular room, bookshelfs lining the walls, the center of the room held several round. I was mesmerised by the movement of it. When it caught the overhead light I could see the variations of colour in it. Not a bottle redhead, a real one. Russet red like an Irish setter.I shoved the paper coffee cup to my lips to conceal my drooling. I forced a mouthful of hot sweet liquid between my lips to muffle a low moan of sheer desire. I wanted to follow her, find an empty corridor somewhere and kiss her. To press my nose into those gorgeous locks and smell her shampoo. To feel her hair. I did it with both Rod and Ken”, I said nervously.“Yeah I know”, he replied. “Initially it was only supposed to be Ken. The boys played a game of cards to decide who won the Nina sweepstakes and Ken won. But Rod ... he wanted in on the action too. I owe Rod a couple of favours. He helped me get my job and said he wanted to participate. Ken had no issue with this. And I couldn’t say no to Rod. He’s been there to help me out as a friend when I needed it most.”“I see” I said, nodding slowly.“And.