Now you see him, dancing in his spiraling salute to the night. A young warrior, from what tribe you aren’t sure. Clad in loincloth, and wrapped in a...wolf’s fur, he stops his dance to look at you. Time stands completely still. There is no sound, no smell, nothing. There is only him. War paint decorates his face, he has an eagle feather intertwined into his hair. The wolf fur is thrown over his shoulders like a cape, the face resting upon the top of his head like a hat. The eagle feather dangles. " I put in a call to Carol. She and her husband would love to spend two weeks all expenses paid at the Little River Inn. The low-cost rooms would be fine. She said she would waive the fees for her time because we asked. We needed to pass that on this morning to Neil and Salina.I just finished saying that and there was a knock at the door. It was room service with the OJ and Coffee. Then there was a second knock. It was Neil and his family. I asked him the question of the morning. "I'm an. “Well, on the way up in the elevator he kissed me – at first just regular kissing, but then with a lot of tongue. I could feel his cock against my belly, and he was squeezing my bottom and sliding my dress up. When the elevator stopped he had the skirt all the way up to my waist and I was Frenching him back. I was so hot I couldn’t stop.” I kissed her quickly, tasting a faint essence of semen, I could smell it on her breath no. “Okay. Go on. I want to hear. A choir chanted music as the Abbot of Iona led Scott through the assembled sub-Kings and Lords. Behind them marched Gabrain carrying Scott's crown on a silk cushion, Lachlan carrying the mighty sword and David carrying the golden sceptre and spurs, also on a silk cushion.Scott eyed the ornate black Stone of Destiny as he neared the throne, his senses buzzing, and the fine hairs on his arms and neck standing erect. He imagined he could feel power emanating from it and was more than ever.