Enquiries revealed that the bus we wanted left us time to explore and we wandered down to the harbour. ‘Look, over there. Isn’t that the yacht we ...assed.’ Julie pointed to a tiny vessel across the harbour. I doubt it was an inch longer than twenty-five feet. We wandered closer. I drew Julie’s attention to the port of registration. ‘He’s a long way from home.’ ‘Auckland, New Zealand. Wow. He is a long way from home.’ ‘It could explain the junk rig. Someone told me it’s popular with. Mark stood as she entered the room. Sandy was wearing a wool skirt and sweater that was not really orange, or truly peach in color, but more of a blend of ripe peach and rust. Whatever the color, it set off the long soft blonde curls that surrounded her face. The sweater itself appeared to be a soft material, cashmere he guessed, and it fit just tight enough to show off the form and fullness of her breasts without drawing attention to them. He had not expected her to be dressed as she was.. Some student had probably triggered an artefact of some sort. “I mean… It can’t be.” She told the fireflies, who buzzed uncertainty. At least until she heard the hurried knock at her door.With a regretful sigh she waved a hand, dismissing the illusionary nature that dominated her room, returning it to its plain state as she rose, moving to crack open the door only to be greeted by the smug face of Master Fain. “Kai?” Fain nodded, beckoning with his head.She sighed in a low resigned tone,. She radiated lust. “Belly or breast?” Beth radiated her sister’s lust back at her, glad for any violent penetration. She didn’t care where she was shot, she just wanted to be shot. Right now would be great!‘Okay…’ Béla released the arrow. It thudded heavily into Beth’s breastbone, knocking her backward onto the ground. Teleporting an arrow up off the ground where Beth had dropped it, Béla notched it and shot it up between her sister’s legs as they splayed out in front of her. Beth lay on the.