She then called Paul tocome to the room.Paul came in and told me that I looked cute in the dress and that if Idecided to take the job, all I had to do...was bring the dress back onSaturday at 7 a. m. and he would provide additional necessary clothingitems to pass as a women including a wig and a makeup lesson. Theseexpenses would be, of course, deducted from my future pay. That wasturning me on more by the minute, but I still couldn't do it. I told himI would need to pass.He said alright, that. Jentif, and the twins patch up any wounds with their healing magics.Jentif hands out weapons to the other slaves. A nice rapier for Lara, and maces for the twins. There was also a small crossbow that she gave to Olivia.“Where were these?” Olivia asks. His croc master shrugs and checks that nothing important was taken. “I should have passed them out earlier. Your master said I could trust you. I wasn’t so sure. Things will be even more dangerous from here out.”The Bufonid shift the boat off. He was also our de facto chaplain. Believers or not, every man in the platoon stopped and gathered around when Kidd took off his helmet and dropped to his knees on the rocky soil and asked God to watch over us.I watched the Syrians from the slight elevation above their encampment, which was in a small desolate valley. I didn't need my night vision goggles. Electricity for the camp was provided by a noisy diesel generator and large and well-lighted tents were neatly arrayed in three rows. The. Sucking . . . biting . . . rolling it gently between your teeth and pulling. I stretch my neck back inviting you to kiss the hollow there. You do, kissing your way to my mouth. The tip of your tongue licks slowly over my bottom lip, flicking it, teasing with its sharp edge. I part my lips, desperate to feel it in my eager mouth. You press your soft lips to mine. Your tongue slips between, exploring inside. Our tongues meet, flicking against each other with the intensity rising second by second..