I have a plan." There is no more iron," Pleorran rumbled angrily. "This must be enough. I command you to build a portal through which I may pass!" If ...ou get me more iron, it can be done," was Amy's implacable reply. "This is not enough. I shall also need a dry place in which to work, and the help of skilled workers in metals."Pleorran roared orders. Thantans and villagers rushed to obey, carrying materials and equipment from Pleorran's 'palace' to another, lower building on the crest of a. . The house is empty with just me and my bad memories. I could use some better ones to paint over them.”“Well, let me think abo- Okay,” she giggled. “I’ll call my landlord in the morning and let him know.”“That sounds great!” I said, thinking that I’d look forward to the company around the house. I’d missed having someone to talk to.“If you’re up for it, we can do something with that room on Saturday and you can show me around the neighborhood,” she suggested.“That’s the best offer I’ve had in. I suppose we must have it off to get it cleaned."He was cool and fully in control. His calm was inspiring—of terror.Sean:Cynthia was transformed. Gone was the cool trainer and business woman. In her place was a vulnerable beauty, watching me through wide eyes. She was breathing rapidly, almost panting. To say her breasts were heaving would be inaccurate, but it should not have been. Having her arms behind her ought to display her proud breasts to advantage, but they were not. It was something. He kissed her forehead and she pulled him completely inside her. She relished the feeling of him. She felt every throb, every twitch. She kissed his chest, pressing her small frame against him, grinding and stimulating herself against his body. He forced his body to stay as still as possible. She had started it, and he wanted to see how she handled this. He gritted his teeth and smiled, her wet hair matted down, her soft lips pecking at his chest. As much as he tried to fight it, his hips.