"You aren't bulletproof, not without your Magic," he continued in a slightly louder voice."Still, I will be better able to deal with whatever is there...than if you were with me," I told him, settling the argument.Leaving Frank inside my wards, I slipped down the corridor next to the wall after canceling the silence spell, and soon came to an opening in the wall. It was only about five feet wide and the small room behind it was lit by a low power red light. Tigers do not usually see red well as. The walls, floor, and ceiling were stone, of course, but there was a colourful, thick rug covering much of the floor, and shelves and cupboards lined the walls. There were a few books, but otherwise the shelves were covered in an odd assortment of random stuff. There were weapons – old and rusty, for the most part – a few swords, some daggers, and a shield; there were a few small, ornately carved boxes; there was a small collection of utensils that looked to be genuine silver, if the tarnish. He whispered into my ear, he wanted to save me; I had no clue what that meant, I just continued to rub my hands along his back. Richie's hands made it to the small of my back and he pulled my shirt up. I released him and allowed my shirt to be removed.I laid back on the couch topless; I wasn't wearing a bra. Richie took my breasts into his hands and kneaded them, then enveloped my nipples with his mouth. I moaned out as I felt one of his hands make its way to my shorts. He stopped licking my. The reception took a cursory look at it but I had no problems in taking it with me. Once I was back in our room with the opened package, all the ladies looked at me with a question in their eyes.I took a good grip on the statue and started forcefully rotating the lower half. It was not easy, but slowly it opened. I picked up an odd-looking phone and a charger inside that ugly thing. I carefully reconnected those two statue parts before unwrapping the phone and the charger. When I turned the.