When I let them strip you everyone assumed including François that you knew the rules. If I had told François not to take your slip off he would hav... known that you were a nubee and they would have been satisfied with looking at your pussy. I put you at risk because they had the right to do anything they wanted to you once you are stripped.”“Anything?” she asked.“I suppose killing you would be in bad taste, but most everything else would be permissible.” Dave said with a serious look. I. Huggins hitched her skirt up and I found myself staring up her dress at her bare pussy. She fluffed her skirt and spread her legs, and smiled at me. I must have had a flabbergasted expression on my face, and I am sure I turned six shades of red. I stumbled through the first foot, then turned my distracted attention to the second. As I lifted that foot from the warm bath and began to dry it, Mrs. Huggins scrunched further down in the chair, sliding her hips forward and further exposing herself. She practically drooled over Jeff. In her defense, I had dressed him so he looked very sharp. His intelligence, knowledge and wit made him especially attractive so I couldn’t tell if she was smitten or had an agenda. She flirted continuously, but always had a comment at the ready to show she was just joking. Often she would add, “Of course, if Ashley ever lets you get away let me know and I’ll be right over,” followed by a giggle. She smoothed her hair. She wet her lips. She would touch his arm. Beldrin just happened to be the largest town within it – and the nearest town to where he’d started. Nearly ten thousand men, women and children and, to a man, they had been burned and buried or lay in the trench in front of him awaiting burning and burying.“We found another survivor,” Kalem called. Or maybe it was Gerosh; he didn’t know them well enough to tell them apart. The younger one, at any rate. “A boy. No more than five or six.”“Has he any pox marks?” Thalkin called, covering his mouth.