She wonders how wet it is under there, and how much wetter it must be getting as each incoming message is enjoyed. She wonders which of them craves ge...ting off more.The young woman jostles in her seat, fighting the heat rising beneath her skin. She shoots a burst of glances around the carriage—seemingly conscious she's becoming publicly aroused. Tense, Aria's hands clasp in a ball over the front of her skirt, pressing down towards the warmth. She imagines the young woman's thighs gliding past. "Maybe that ring is still there! I putit on my bedside table!"Jasmine shook her head. "No, I didn't see anything strange there.Although admittedly, I wasn't exactly looking for anything. But I thinkI would have noticed a shiny ring next to the bed."I walked over to the bed and sat down. "Then, how are we supposed toswitch back?"Jasmine shook her head. "I don't know baby, I just don't know."A thought popped into my head. "Wait a minute. If I wished to knowwhat costumes we were going to. Alexios had Crafted A Set of Keys that Would Allow Full and Utterly Complete Access to the Vault, and Only Someone who had All Seven would Have such Control, These Keys Varied in Visage, But All Remained Key to Gaining Complete Access to The Vault.Alexios Carried With Him A His Grandfathers Spear which doubled as a Secondary Key, butnThe True Key was the Eagle Statue Phoibe had Once Given Him. He Was Tortured by Her Death Every Day, He Had Named This Vineyard Chateau Phoibe, in Her Memory, and. "That would be the egg shells. My mama said ifin you puts egg shells in the grounds it cuts the bitter," He grinned to her. He had told her this a hundred times at least in the two years they had been together, and it had become a ritual with them."You make the best," she replied still rubbing her eyes. "Okay, we gotta make a list for what we need for that company picnic. How do you feel about another pig roast?" Sounds like another all-nighter to me," Jacob groaned."Yeah, but it pays damn.