They have staggering psychokinetic and psycho-pyrotechnic abilities that have made them the favorite of their creator, the Goddess of Fire and Light, ...nd allowed them to survive as the last of the Elder Races.Jotnar/Jotnari (jŏt-nar/jŏt-nar-ē): A race of relative giants given life by Wassilian, these muscular people tower over the other races in both height and strength. With pale to deep red hair, pale eyes, and (oddly, given their southern habitations) pale skin, the Jotnar are chiseled in. "He said he hadn't touched female breasts in a long time. He slowly slid my shirt up and saw I wasn’t wearing a bra. He asked if he could touch mine. His hand rubbed over them slowly, pausing to pinch my nipples. I knew it was wrong, but what he was doing felt so nice. He lowered his head and started licking my little tits. I was shy that they were too small, but he seemed to love them. He sucked my nipples hard, making them like hard little pebbles, and he sucked my whole tit in his mouth. I couldn’t tell which one did it but I would find out later. I walked outside towards the truck but something stopped me about half way there. I saw a bulletin board with all kinds of colored flyers pinned to it. I walked over to it, remembering the poster boards like this in college. I started looking at the different papers and realized most of them were missing persons. I pulled out my small notepad and started writing down their names and information. Most of them disappeared within a. They’re so big. “You pinch the top of the belt end up there, and then you should be able to lower it.” She pointed, keeping her finger firmly in her own seat’s bounds to avoid temptation.Laura turned her head to look up behind her. “Oh, I see it!” She reached up, turning her right hand back over her wrist at an uncomfortable-looking angle in an attempt to reach the end of the belt. “Um...” She tried reaching over with her left hand, but the belt restrained her movement too much. She looked back.