Why?”Jean didn’t answer. It didn’t make sense. The angel said that the monsters were nesting around the exit to the pyramid, which was on the ot...er side of church territory, meaning that most of the attacks should only be coming from that area. But why would the monsters outside of the nest attack with the same numbers and intensity as those from the nest? Was something happening on the other side of the pyramid?They continued walking through tunnels, as well as up and down flights of stairs.. When I got to the room, she was, uh, Megan, my friend was already there, and it, uh, well... she smelled. She smelled so badly. The whole room smelled.”“Con funk, huh.” Kelly guessed, amused. “That’s hilarious.”“Con... funk?” Stephanie echoed dismally.“You know,” Kelly laughed, lifting an arm and pantomimed wriggling fingers at the hollow of her armpit. “Con funk, s’what my friend called it a couple years back. Conventions attract all these... social misfit types, and some of ‘em have like, no. I went to the counter, stood next to Maya, kept the glass on the counter and ordered a repeat.Maya took a glass of soft drinks, turned, looked straight into my eyes, (Oh god, can’t believe what was happening) gave a killer smile and walked past me. I took the glass, walked straight to the second circle of the sofa and sat in a place from where I could see Maya.Let me describe Maya when I saw her first time with her husband. Maya was around 5.8″ tall, slightly toned dusky skin, a mixture of. She did not turn, but her body shivered when she felt his warm breath against her ear, and his deep voice followed it; "You look stunning in that dress, seems like everybody here wants you. All these rich men must be offering you their fortunes for one night with you." He placed his hand on her thigh, his fingers just inside the slit that ran the length of her skirt, resting on her stockinged leg. He did not move it just rested it there, and she felt a wetness building inside her at his.