How did that get there?" I stammered, laughing nervously, and removed my hand. Gwen snickered, and we didn't say much more until we got to Joe's."Okay... I need..." Gwen muttered, going from room to room, picking up her bag and getting some additional overnight things they kept a supply of at the house, just in case. I followed along like a puppy dog, wanting her to stop for a moment. She knew it, but was studiously ignoring me.Finally, she finished her circuit, walked to the middle of the living. I had no idea what to do during the chaos of the slaughter. Nor did I know what the other villagers were doing. Some fled. Some tried to help Flying Squirrel as he lay in the blood-soaked undergrowth. Others, like me, stood petrified in fear. I simply couldn't comprehend what had happened. I knew I was doomed when more strangers appeared from the shadows in all directions. These figures were quite unlike the black-skinned men, although they were similarly shaven and naked. Their faces were. Every day, Laresa fought the feeling deep inside her that she didn't really belong. She was determined, despite her recently tumultuous emotions, to enjoy her new freedom. For the most part, she succeeded, although that made the moments when the melancholy assaulted her feel even darker by comparison.One of the young braves appeared on the hill, moving toward the village at a brisk pace. Laresa noticed him, and sensed something was wrong from the determined look on his face. Nathifa saw the. She introduces herself as Susie. Susie is dressed for success with a very silky blouse that is unbuttoned one too many and a tight skirt that shows off her hips and sexy heels. During dinner, I can tell Kendra is totally flustered with the situation and not sure what is going to happen next, but the ninety minute dinner is almost like we were friends forever, just catching up and nothing more than a few innocent flirts or innuendos. Susie gets up and excuses herself to go to the bathroom and I.