Off in the corner, he saw a pair of pieces laying inside the lid of a cardboard box. He pulled them out to look.“Lily and Dana.” Of course. They w...ren’t on the board because they were traveling. He noticed other shapes on his board, blurry shapes. Those would be creatures he hadn’t discovered yet in rooms he couldn’t find. Frustrated, he tried to examine some of the pieces, but the harder he looked, the blurrier they became.“So what’s the point in all of this? Am I playing a game?” He was. I've seen your memories. I know how you feel about all of this. Don't do this to yourself. Yes, your charm is keeping us from fighting and even helping us to enjoy each other. I know you don't have any control over it, over our bonds or what's happening. You're caught up in this just like the rest of us. So cheer up..." Her last statement brought my eyes up to meet hers, "or else, we're going to cheer you up." She rubbed my thigh, pushing up under my shorts. Her touch was enough to get a rise. The men carried in our belongings and made up the beds while the women figured out the kitchen. Then there was time to walk down to the stream.Courtney mused, "This IS a pretty spot. I do like being outdoors." She stuck her hand in the water. "I don't know if I can swim in this though, too cold!"The rest of the hunters began arriving. Daryl was middle fifties, tall and dark from tanning. He was apparently outdoors a lot. Phil was short and stocky. Near sixty, blondish and with a constant smile.. “I recognize that look, buster! You will simply stand there, nicely, while I dry us off, and then we will take this conversation into the bedroom!” Mr. Happy started to reveal HIS view of that plan, and she continued.“Oh, no sir! You will just wait! I am not screwing you in a wet bed, mister! I just changed the sheets yesterday, and you are NOT going to mess up my nice neat bed!”I pouted.“Well, not THAT way, you’re not. You and I will get nice and dry-here, dry my back!-and cuddle together in.