Another couple walked off together. Kristy stripped down to a two piece bathing suit. I was stunned. What a body. I took my shirt off and she gave m... a once over. I guess I passed since she took my hand and led me to the surf. The waves weren't breaking too roughly so we got in about waist deep and bounced up with the rising and falling water. The bouncing did wonders for her breasts, barely contained in her top. Going just a little further out I took advantage of my height, helping Kristy. Instead of doing the smart thing and standing, or at least letting my presents known, I panicked and slid further under the desk, not my smartest moment. I heard them come into the office and was momentarily grateful that he didn’t immediately sit down at his desk. Instead he stood just inside the doorway talking to squeaky voice and I could tell by his words, he was trying to get rid of her. I heard her say something in a hushed voice about wanting to talk to him in private and my heart almost. There are ways I just hadn't thought of them. Though I expect that the hunter son of the council leader will have far more powerful charms." Turning to Tall Bear I said, "We need to do this as quick as possible I need more control. I have almost all of it though I feel there is a bit missing." "It would be an honor to teach you all that I know Toman though if I do." Here he smiled big, "I insist that you also call me Mordaf, are we agreed?" "Sir, I was only showing respect. If you insist. Brogan Dunn, the blond boy from next door, brought me blooming and freshly flowers and a nice new hat and a cake written ‘Welcome Ragnhild and Alia to Kent,’ which he said his grandmother, Caelan Dunn, had supposedly baked. It was so sweet and tasty and pleasant that I had not tasted anything marvelous like it before. Lance Farrell, the leggy and well-built and highly handsome bachelor from four houses down the street, brought me an expensive perfume he had picked for me while on a recent trip.