It must be fueled by the same animal fat that they used for the pits. This was another item that Schaffer was certain they could not have made themsel...es, where would these simple people obtain the shaped glass that shielded the flame? They certainly had no glass blowing facilities in their hall. Glasswork, metallurgy, these techniques should be beyond them. They hadn’t salvaged these from the outpost either, these were not human designs. They must be trading with someone, perhaps the more. Only the fact that he missed with his shots saved her.[-][+][-]He was in prison for attempted murder when he got his wish and she died.We'd chosen to go out to dinner on a rainy night when we came upon astalled car in the middle of the road. I tried to stop, but the rainslick tarmac wouldn't let me. I held her as she died that night andwanted to die with her, but as I sat in the Chapel, God came to me in adream.My child, you are grieving for your TRUE LOVE. Be at PEACE."HOW? SHE IS DEAD!"My. I can feel myself tingling from my tits down to my pussy. That's good, kiss my tits, they're all yours. And because you can't touch yourself yet, I'm going to do it for you. My finger sliding gently up that cock until I reach the head, teasing you, watching the clear pre-cum dribble out of you. I just stroke you slowly, round the head of your engorged cock while you suck on my tits. Wow, my fingers are so sticky with your pre-cum. Let me taste it. Mmm, sweet and sticky, perfect.But look at me. One of the men was very old, as was one of the women. One man in his twenties and a young man, or boy. As I watch, I noticed the respect shown to the elderly. Two of the women were older and one woman handled two of the children and the other took care of the smallest child. The older of the men was paying attention to the younger woman with the single child. He was courteous to the other woman and didn't disabuse anyone in camp. When the old man needed assistance he looked like he willingly.