Her round face, her tanned cheeks where I could see a bit of a flush, her lips, full and rosy, her heaving bosom, and her loose fitting garment all su...ted her wonderfully. She looked at me with something I guess was sadness in her eyes, I figured she was homesick. With the language barrier, I would never find out. She leaned onto my shoulder, and I put my arm around her. She settled into my embrace and said Nice, this nice. This warm. I grinned and laid my head on the top of hers. Breathing. ”“Yeah, I noticed that, too,” I replied, “That’s part of why we’re collecting evidence. We just need to know how this all ties together.”“There are a number of gods and goddesses that require burnt offerings,” Ashryn added, “Could be that Lord Gauthi is a worshipper gone mad.”“Could be that he’s just a run of the mill firebug, though...”There was a hissing voice from the shadows up ahead. “Would you keep it down! ‘S bad enough we had all them skeletons on top o’ us right off, jeez!”We continued. Then I explained, “Now he can’t jump out a window.”George asked, “Do you think we should remove the tazer probes?”I shocked the fuck out of our prisoner and he passed out again. I grinned at George and asked, “You mean those tazer probes? Hell no we shouldn’t remove them - if he starts shouting for the other towelheads to help him, I want to be able to shut his ass up.” Then I opened his mouth and began to check his teeth with my Leatherman to make sure he didn’t have a suicide pill.George. No cellulite either yet, thanks to exercise and moisturising regularly, and still quite shapely bum and boobs, she thought!She hadn't dated since the divorce. Although she'd had offers, she never accepted them. It was true what some people say: some men think widows and divorcees are either desperate or easy, or both, and she definitely wasn't! She wasn't a prude, and she'd had some good sexual experiences in the past ... and that certainly wasn't the problem with her marriage ... she just.