You smoke? I ask. No, not really. My sister used to be a huge pothead. We drove to a Starbucks, and I bought her a latte. We sat in my car, seats back... talking while enjoying our drinks. I played some music in the background really light, and I was having a great time. I was in the club for two days, and I felt like I knew her forever. She was my first, and we hung out like friends. I didnt mind it at all, to be honest. I looked as she grabbed for her swim team bag, and she grabbed out of it. It'd be a kind of honey moon or at least that is what she'd planned. But both were feeling a little under the weather and tired. Probably for the first time since he'd reached adulthood, Doug declined to eat dinner. Maybe this sexy woman would motivate him to lose some of that excess weight, hum, right!. But the sex was still interesting. Silvia should have felt at least as exhausted as Doug but after only a few minutes she'd awaken to an enormous hunger that had nothing to do with sex. . He licked me and then changed back.Cavil and I both chuckled. “It’s normally a good idea to take your clothes off before you change,” I mentioned.He smiled and said, “I do most times.”I decided my son was going to be a constant source of amazement to me. I took him for a story before sending him up to bed. Cavil and I settled in for a chat about the next couple of days and parted early since we planned to be up early.I was amused when I found Greta’s magical box open on the side table and a. It took forever, but she seemed determined to personally ensure he remained as strong as possible despite being unconscious.She didn’t try to engage me in any ... awkward conversation, for which I was grateful.I finally found myself back on the ramparts at supper, again eating food I’d pilfered from the kitchen. From where I sat, I could see only the walls of the keep, a few blank windows, and the sky; it was peaceful, and I was drowsy after only a few minutes. I’d have fallen asleep there.