Finally as Allison and Scott had heard a car pull in the driveway as they were sitting playing a game on the computer to calm their nerves down. A kno...k on the door and Scott walked over and opened the door and in stepped Kimberly and then came in Alex. Allison and Scott's stomach started to churn with butterflies because the four of them had been such close friends and a week ago they found out that they were all swingers and they were going to swing for the first Scott together.They all ate. He swiped his arm across his muddied face and dug a pebble from his forehead. He scrubbed at his eyes and when he at last found he could open them, he froze at the sight kneeling before him."Are you real or are you an angel?" He sputtered past the remnants of mud in his mouth.The strawberry blonde blushed to the roots of her silky hair and then she brushed away some of the mud that remained on his cheek."I am most certainly real. What is your name, monsieur?" She responded in a mock haughty. “If you so much as touch me again, you will lose that hand.”Guided out, the guards stood ready at the entrance. Once they were alone, the Queen looked over to her daughter tending to Oliver, making sure he was able to stand so he could be moved somewhere more comfortable. Hippolyta slowly approached the Black Canary, her pois never faltering as she looked to the blonde with an idiom of respect.“You will have to forgive my chief advisor; it has always been in my best interest to have someone of. The part where the strange, sexy minister named Fiona Townes was about to jump the hero's bones. I liked Reed Arvin's work, although I thought he might, at least once in a while, let the hero keep the girl. By the time I finished the book, Katrina was sleeping soundly with her back to me. I turned off the bedside lamp and turned on my side away from her. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.I woke up the next morning as Katrina was trying to quietly get out of bed. I rolled over and.