Amonas shared his concern before they had even made the first steps, cautious as ever. Hilderich briefly pondered such a scenario and with a wild grin...on his face, before Amonas could react he had tried to simply walk off the gangway into the churning lava below. He had stopped in mid air with a silver sheen suddenly adorning the wispy air around his leg and knee, as if an invisible wall stood on each side of the gangway.Amonas had sighed and scolded Hilderich in a fashion that made Hilderich. She wondered what might happen if the stranger caught her. She closed her eyes and heard his heavy breathing. Her imagination took her down a path where the man noticed her and grinned. He stopped and dropped his cock and approached her with a sly, sexy, friendly grin and offered his hand. He squatted. "It can't be comfortable on the ground. Can I help you up?" His semi-erection was at eye-level. Not too thick that she couldn’t get her lips around it. Not too long that it would hurt – it looked. “No, but I feel like you’re lying. I don’t really like it when people aren’t straight to the point.” Olivia responded.“So what, you think I have this big crush on you?” Phil challenged her.“No, but there’s something. Something hidden. And if you’re not going to be straight with me, I don’t see this conversation continuing.” Olivia said, a little quickly.Phil sighed, smiling to himself with indignation. “Alright, great.” he uttered. “Well, can I have the pleasure of sharing another conversation. Stopping, she reached beneath them and hiked them up with a sudden jerk and then readjusted the tail of the shirt underneath them, in hopes that it would keep them from working their way out again. When she’d gotten her shirt situated, she thought to glance at the couch. To her surprise, Shawn was not on it. His blanket and sheet were neatly folded at one end of the sofa and his pillow was on the coffee table. She turned and walked around the corner into the small kitchen and found him.