Their civilization was advanced enough to rival Sinae's but not so refined. They were about the same as Crete in it's heyday, or Venice, compared to t...eir local neighbors. Busy, vital people.They arrived at the location of the steel refineries to be met with about twenty apprentice steel wizards, come to buy the crucial crucibles. There wasn't much time before the monsoon began and the steel season started. Much charcoal had been gathered, and stored in caves in the hills where the smithies. "She takes a gulp of her drink, gasps as a spike of bourbon hits her between the eyes, and says, "Australia."Three conversations and two more bourbon and cokes later, they have discussed boomerang throwing, cattle ranches and 3-D Movies. The ice has thawed and she's curled nicely in the crook of his arm with her wide shirts spread over them both."Nice dress," he says, patting her skirt. "Red's my favourite colour." It was a present." She has that up-from-under way of looking at him that is. She was waiting at the basement backdoor already. She took my hand, sneaked into her room and locked the door. We started kissing passionately, sucking each others tongue. Our tongues danced together sensually, rubbing each other while our hands caressed each other all over. Suddenly she put one finger from each hand on my shirt gently drawing circles on both my nipples. 'Oh Oh!' The new sensation caused by the moving friction on my nipples sent shock waves to my spine. My nipples and cock. The fact that the package is wrapped in black, satiny paper with a black bow is even more suspicious. This stinks of witchcraft. I look it over carefully before opening it. I run through a few incantations to make sure it’s not dangerous, and it shows…nothing. No harm will come to me, but what exactly is it? I open it slowly, and remove the paper first, and go through the incantations again in case the outer paper hid something dangerous. No, nothing of any harm to me, but who could have sent.