"You're wet." Just a little," she said. "You are, too." Water's gonna boil soon. Got tea. And sandwiches. Go change."I went to the master cabin and ch...nged. When I came out, she had her bag. "My turn." Five minutes later she was in a comfy although amorphous-looking sweatsuit and two huge mugs of tea were steeping. I was laying out sandwich fixings, cheese, salami, brown bread."And butter. Very european, you know," she'd said when we talked about provisioning for the trip."I know about German. I shifted and she stirred a bit; then settled back. Her breathing told me that she was likely out for the count, and I wasn’t sure what to do next. So, I did nothing, at least not intentionally. But as I started drifting off again, lulled into a state of relaxation by the speaker, I leaned right so that my cheek rested lightly on Emily’s head. If we had been anywhere else, people would have easily mistaken us for a couple. I heard stirring noises and noticed the lights coming up. I flexed my. Nothing mattered save him."Let him go!" I fell to the nonexistent ground, exhausted and crying.Placident floated down in front of me, stroking Rahel's newly grown hair. She pinched his tiny ear and he squealed in protest."Quiet!" she ordered him."Please I beg you." I humiliated myself by begging her, on my knees, grabbing the fold of her dress."Now there's a good beggar. Look, boy. Your mother is dragging herself through the dirt, all for your sake." Please, don't", I asked."You don't have to. *cough*" He looked at Kyra and saw a sudden flash in her eye, like something had just ran across her mind. He noted a sudden change in tone as she started speaking again, he could tell her voice was more sensual, alluring, flirtatious even."You're kidding? A handsome, sweet guy like you doesn't have a girl of his own?" He laughed,"Nope. I'm as single as they come." Jason felt Kyra grip his arm tighter, getting closer to him, so close he could feel her rather ample, firm breasts pressed against.