”Say, you look different today, Eric. What are you wearing on your head?”“It is the Helmet of the Hunt; I received it this morning from the Elde...s.”“I am somewhat familiar with it. I was under the impression only someone completing the Hunt the ancient way was allowed to wear one.”Gunnar Peerson turned and gave me a hateful envious look.” Eric killed two Tyranno Fins this morning completing the ancient challenge. I can’t understand why someone like him is such a good hunter. His bother says he. She even had made up her hair and wore a hint of makeup. Today everything about her said 'notice me a little bit, but not too much'. After I had seated her I got two glasses and a bottle of a nice Spaelese Moselle wine, a wine that is so smooth it just begs for another glass and then some more. I made some small talk to get her relaxed. To help create this feeling of a relaxed atmosphere even more I leaned back deeper into the cushions of the couch and crossed my legs. This and the wine seemed. ." It won't save them. Just for revenge?"Cindy gritted her teeth. "Why not?"Jim sighed. "And yet, the time loop implies the WFM wins. Somehow Earth survives intact..."They settled into another long spell of silence. Cindy returned to asking Jim to couple with her, stroking his penis and giving his shaft quick, light jerks with her hand. She reached over and kissed him and laughed without humor. "I saw you and Isabelle monitoring Aina this morning. I take it your observations were more. The shot was perfect. The faded, dusty furniture, with the antique items on it, were the perfect antithesis of his youthful rounded form. It looked perfect ... except for the shorts.“The shorts have to come off too,” she said, still looking through the lens.“I know you like to flirt,” he said. “But this is ridiculous.”“Just take them off!” she said, a little too loudly.Through the lens, she saw him bend over, and saw the white slide down to his ankles. She saw him step out of them, and toss.