” Sara thinks to herself. So conscious and in control of his own body, as if floating towards her. Her thighs turn to flames again and she is instan...ly turned on. They meet and give a quick hug and hello. He smells amazing, a HUGE turn on for her. He directs her to his car, as they begin to walk he puts his hand at the small of her back. It’s such a comforting feeling for Sara, but also one of dominance. She realizes at this point,she is no longer in control. He has taken it, and she is his.. Don’t fight battles you can’t win. Swallow your pride. I fought. For scraps found in trash tossed on the street. For a corner to beg on. For a ragged blanket to sleep in. I had learned to avoid fights I couldn’t win. When the first city guard cornered me, I swallowed my pride, and let him take what he wanted. It was a fight I wouldn’t have won. A year later, I ran when it became to much to bear. Then I fought to prove my worth to the bandits, not with daggers, but by taking the worse jobs and. Is your dad home? I have the salad I forgot to deliver.” “Oh, no. He had to run out.” “Oh, ok. Well there’s no charge so I um, can leave it with you.” Katie, holding her top together, smirks. “Um can you bring it in?” Katie looks at his name tag. “Rick.” Rick says, “Sure.” Katie swings the door open for him. Rick walks in. Katie looks him up and down and is happy he is in shape and not ugly. Rick looks back, holding the salad. “Um where do you want me to put it?” Katie almost giggles. During the summer months, animal feed was produced.I visited the mill for a short time and was amazed at how well it ran without the use of electricity, steam, or gas motors. The large waterwheel turned slowly but steadily, and powered everything in the mill, but the Magic-powered lamps which were used to light the areas inside the building. These were much safer than the candles and oil lamps that had been used previously with their inherent danger of fire. Excess power from the waterwheel.