At some point we decided my jeans must go; after all, I was wearing underwear too. We broke for a moment as I wriggled them down further, took them of... and shoved them aside. I didn’t want to remove her jeans just yet. Knowing she was bare down there, against the close-fitting denim, was making me lose my mind. As her lips kissed my neck and her fingers found the telltale wetness in my knickers, I couldn’t restrain myself any more.I slipped my middle finger down, right to the source of her. It may have been that two of the people with shotguns were women that caused his unease, but I did stare him down.Anyway, we were stopped for water in a place that even Satan might have turned down for Hell if it had been offered. That was when we were jumped by more train robbers. I was really concerned about my strongbox being in the baggage car which was not as well protected at an express car would have been. That meant that we went into action the moment the bandits appeared.Two men. "That's the guy you want," she said.A guy was the last thing I needed right now, a couple of aspirin and a darken room would be more like it."I've heard about him," she continued, "he's incredible apparently, got the gift of healing hands." Healing hands?" I said."Come on lets go and meet him," she said grabbing my elbow and dragging me across the room."Hi," she said, "I'm Jan and this is my room mate Wendy and she had this headache that just won't quit." Hi," he said his voice low and would. “Himo,” she said to the wood elf who sat cross-legged among the group of soldiers, sword for hires and adventurers. Himo had a way of being able to meditate almost anywhere and frequently waited until the last possible moment to rouse herself from her peaceful practice. Qiao did not want the General to think they were taking this less than seriously, and that was hard enough with Malark strumming on his lute.Himo rose from her lotus position in a graceful motion without using her hands. She.