Her breasts were large and full and the men stared, transfixed at her deep cleavage. They could see the hard points of her long nipples. With tantaliz...ngly slow movements, she caressed her breasts through the blouse, lifting them in her hands, squeezing them, crushing them together. Then her blouse was undone and she opened it fully and tugged at the final pleat of her sari. Her clothes rustled to the floor and she was naked. There was a sharp intake of her breath. She smiled, lovely in her. It pulled in at the hotel where we had rooms for the day. We dropped our cases at our rooms. We went back to the limo and were taken on a tour. Both Anna and Roger marveled at the buildings and history.We did make it back to the hotel for a light lunch. After that, we went to our rooms to change into our suits. Anna and I went into one we shared. She said, “What are you going to wear, Jar?”I smiled, “I brought two with me. One is a standard bikini and the other is a thong-type string. Any long term insomniac can identify with this maddening frustration. The moment I would slide off into sleep I would have a random blip of a dream. Always sudden and chaotic, these dreams come like a lighthouse’s beacon. You fall asleep, almost instantly the dream comes to you. Suddenly it’s gone and you are wide awake struggling to cling to some specific of the dream. Then you are sleeping again and another random dream suddenly comes to you. The dreams may or may not follow a pattern, and. Christi ducked down, pulling a pair of swords and a dagger from somewhere beneath the bed. With an easy grace, she tossed one of the swords to Cerebus, and dropped the dagger on the bed next to Arilee. The pair of fighters unsheathed their weapons and simultaneously sprang into action.Arilee recovered from her fear and the disorientation of teleportation when the dagger landed on the bed next to her. She scrambled up to a kneeling position and grabbed the dagger, fumbling to remove it from its.