Throwing the last of the wood on the fire their faces reflected the light and the heat that it produced. They sat now in silence transfixed by the fla...es that licked and jumped in the night’s dark. She broke away for a moment and stole into the tent to light the tallow candles that she had set about the space. She enhanced her scent with spice oil, dabbing it behind her ears and on the space below her belly button as well as between her pert, upright breasts. She removed her loose riding shift. ...Mes and Rarahel reacted at the same time and caught Shulip. Tularg's mist detonation, although not directed at them, still threw them off tens of meters.As he realized that his big brother died, Mes did the impossible and suppress the sorrow. He grabbed hold of the paralyzed Rarahel and the weakened Shulip with his long and coiling body and dragged them away from the scene of their big brother sacrifice, as far away from danger as possible, before it will sink in....Zax could not tell what. Something like that,’ he thought. Terrill Goode was a redwood tree standing behind them. Theresa West and her second chair, Jessica, were huddled together. And, the occupant of the office was leaning forward on a leather wingback chair.Noticeably absent was the court reporter & the D.A. This pow-wow was off-the-record and teetering very close to a violation of judicial conduct & ethics. On Bart’s advice and recommendation, Judge Albritton was calling it a ‘round table’ to avoid any comparison. "Open your mouth," I commanded. Terri just stared up at me with the sexiest pout on her face, like she couldn't believe I was treating her this way. But, I had come this far, and I was going to go all the way. "I said open your mouth mom." My step mother's almost playful defiant pout quickly turned to shock as my open hand slapped across her face. Her cheek now stinging, Terri complied, looking up and opening her mouth wide as I raised my hand to deliver another slap. Instead of slapping her.