Mom then hollered for me. "Mark, get in here!"I walked in the kitchen to find my mom and Ms. Christina behind the counter. It was that moment where I ...oticed how fucking hot and sexy Ms. Christina looked. I never noticed before. It was probably because I hadn't seen her since I was a little younger. Back then I wasn't really thinking about sexual stuff, but tonight I was. Ms. Christina made my cock hard instantly! She was all in red. She had a red dress, red heels, red nails, and of course, her. I know you will want to send guards and an escort ship or some other nonsense. You will not do so. The reason is this, we will be working in the mist. While in the mist we will be undetectable, unless there is one of your ships floating above us. I cannot tell you can’t increase the number of patrols in the area of the teeth. That is your prerogative. The one concession I will grant is this. Before we leave the mist, we will use the wireless to inform you we are about to do so. I have no wish. Maybe down to Front Royal and back across I-66 home,’ Nan suggested. ‘Sure,’ I replied. It was another beautiful day, why not? ‘You seemed to survive the third-degree pretty well?’ ‘It’s been awhile but I’ve done this 10 or fifteen times since my first date at 15. And it’s not like at 15 when her father had absolute say over whether his daughter was going out with a teenage boy whose hormones were raging.’ ‘I don’t make your hormones rage?’ ‘You do, but I can hide it better nowadays.’ ‘Can. The spoken language was a mix of several different languages, or more precisely, the trade patois of several of them blended together. A few of these included words from languages I knew to be very, very old. Not so old as Old Cunish perhaps, but old enough and potent enough. The combinations their trade tongue created were — interesting.The two riders were very quickly twelve, as more riders began to appear out of the heat of the midday sun. We were close to being surrounded. The way they.