Across her brow was a crown of silver, shaped into vines. Sunlight glittered off of leaves made of pure amethyst and berries of polished ruby.Logan st...pped closer. Ice popped and cracked. He did not notice.Three stone steps led up to her throne. Logan stopped with one foot on the bottom step. It felt ... wrong to get any closer.Crack. Pop. Fissures spread out through the ice beneath his foot and up the stairs, spreading and reaching and growing until the first jagged break touched her slippered. The extra second is all Natalya needs to gain the upper hand against her. Before Matthews can react, the Goji has stepped into her inside, knocking aside her weapon before, slamming a palm into her chest. Matthews flies backward. She drops her weapon and slams into the wall. Her sniper rifle braces her from the shock of hitting the wall, clanking from the impact. Quickly, she slings off the gun grunting from pain in her ribs. She knows they are probably bruised, maybe even cracked. She ignores. . Tommy was running a few chords and licks, just to get his fingers limbered up, and scanning the crowd that was gathering, when he saw two women wander in together from the street. They looked really familiar, but he couldn’t quite place them. They walked right up to the bandstand, and it suddenly hit him. It was Charlene and Elaine, from college. He went to the edge of the makeshift stage, and squatted down to greet them. “Hi, Tommy. How’ve you been?” Charlene asked. “I thought you were. I know that we can't act as lovers out side the house, but here at home, well anything is possible."Sunday afternoon for some reason Mum went upstairs, when she returned she was dressed really sexy, braless, wearing an extremely thin white 'T' shirt, showing off the upper part of her breasts and cleavage. Through the material you could see the darkened colour of her nipples. Her black satin mini skirt was ridiculously short and when she bent over in front of me you could see her sheer black.