Mostly.We discussed our experiences in the dungeons. They even revealed that they found magic Marbles in the ghouls after reading the forums. My posts... apparently. I pulled up my main account and showed it to them. They had read one of the offshoots on a different site, which copied and pasted all of my entries hours after I posted them.Heather, the Fire Mage and intel specialist, had long concluded that they were posted by me, after hunting for my information.I volunteered finding the diamond. She put a finger to her lower lip and said, "Let's talk about, ummm... kissing." I'm game, he said his eyes locked on hers. I'd rather do than... but whatever..." Let's talk about G-spots," she said, feeling her body beginning to flush and discovering she'd finished another beer. Her mind on other things, she tossed the empty at the trash can, but missed and ignored it as it rolled across the kitchen floor, ending its journey at the table leg near her foot.He sat still, watching her. Inhaling. It surprised the hell out of me to see that particular pair but I whipped out my mo-BILE phone and clicked off about eight or ten pictures with the camera. The two of them were too busy to notice me so I turned around and went outside to my truck.I got one of them Ford F-250's with the crew cab so I carry a lot of shit in it. I reached in behind the passenger seat and pulled out my Winchester 12 gauge pump shotgun. I love that baby cause it holds 8 shots of double-ought buck that can chew up. The swimsuit gave the impression that it was part of her, and moved as she moved about. She perfectly executed the task, her tight chest firmly held in place as she jumped a little to reach over me. Once all the girls had gone, I was left on the side, tied down and frustrated. Jessica briefly talked to a couple of people in the other room, closed the door and walked over to me. “Thanks for helping out, Mike, I really appreciate it.” She ran her hands over my chest. “I guess I should give you.