I looked up at him and said, “In that case, pretty sure you won't.”We sat down in a dark corner booth in the bar and when the waitress came I orde...ed a glass of red wine and he ordered a whiskey. We had slid around to the back corner and were sitting close studying the same menu. His arm was around the back of the seat draped across my shoulders, our thighs were pressed together, and I could smell his cologne wrapping around us. I hadn't felt so wound up in ages and was glad when the waitress. "He said his name is Ruth, and he wants to marry her daughter." Oh Lord," sighed Bob.Then Nadia was beating on Ruth's shoulder and back. "When did you learn Russian? How did you learn Russian? I don't under-" She stopped as her mother rattled off Russian words, peering closely at Ruth's face. He just looked at her.Molly complained, "Would somebody please tell me what's going on?"Nadia stamped her foot. "My mother just insulted him. I am ashamed she even knows this insult. However, I think she. She did it in the form of a 'Blot'(pronounced bloat), a ritual looselytranslated as 'a gift for a gift'. She appropriated a bottle of mead fromher parents, who kept it for her, knowing the reason she sometimes neededit. She hallowed the space she was using with a small replica ofMjollnir, Thor's Hammer, and sacrificed the mead into the living ground,saving a small amount to drink as a means of sharing it with the God. Shethen made her request, that Karl would be granted the power to stand. ” Barbara schemed.During the drive home Barbara began thinking about the intense sexual encounter she had after Roxanne had shaved her.“Oh Lord the way I felt when Roxanne touched me. She knew exactly what to do. And Maria kissing me and putting her mouth on my breast. It was so, so intense.”The more she thought, the more aroused Barbara became. Still driving and steering with her left hand, Barbara’s right hand went down between her legs. She caressed herself through the fabric of her pants..