She rubbed her hands over her blouse, slowly running them over her breasts. There was a low murmur from the audience. My prick began to stir in my jea...s. Was this really happening? Why had I thought of the idea? Because it was bloody erotic that’s what, and a great fantasy, but I never believed…Sue turned her back to them and leant forward slightly. As she did so she raised the back hem of her skirt and gradually exposed more and more of the backs of her stockings. Slowly, slowly her skirt rose. Wielding rocks on the end of swirling lengths of rope,it knocked four of our number senseless on its first pass, and threemore on its second. And just like that, it was down to Thanasi and I,the only two of Archimage's knights still conscious. We stood in thepool of light created by our torches, swords hefted defiantly, waitingfor death. Then the darkness was gone. With a suddenness that took usby surprise, torches flared into life from where they jutted out ofevery column and wall, banishing. My barber’s name is Narendar and he is aged around 25 years and he is brownish in color and medium built with above average features. Seeing his regular customer he invited me inside even though it was late and closed the doors so that no other person should enter seeing the saloon open.He opened my shirt buttons to cover me with apron, I observed that his fingers were grazing on my nipples which are visible from my light textured shirt while covering me with apron. He started his hair cut as. She likes her eggs soft and fluffy so you have to make sure you get plenty of air into them.” Debra consulted the menu list that was specified for this morning. “Now what does she want for cereal? Oh flip! Muesli! I hope to hell we’ve got some in the house! She’ll be bloody not amused if we haven’t! I think I ordered some last time. Look in that cupboard just up to your right Julie and see if we’ve got a packet.”“Aye ‘ere we are Debbie.”“Thank the Goddess for that! Now then how’s that coffee.