As she came into the light he saw that she was a very beautiful woman. Great blond hair, pretty facial features, luscious looking lips and pretty blue...eyes. His eyes dropped further to her skimpy top and drank in her great looking breasts. His eyes dropped further to her short mini-skirt and stopped at the gun tucked into the front of her waistband.Oh fuck. That's not a good sign, he thought."Good evening Jake," she said. "I'm in need of your services." A friend of mine needs a couple of. . are. Do you know what another name for dryads is?" Let me guess, is it something dirty?" Wood nymphs, nymphs, like in _nymphos_. They were supposed to prefersatyrs, guys that were half man and half goat, but the legends say thatthey'd jump anything male." You're kidding me." "Wish I were. I asked Tracy about it once. She said that those storieswere exaggerated... some, but she also said that every dryad she'd evermet had a pretty full sex life." And that's what she turned us into. Why that. Distracted, she smoothed her shirt, smiled quickly, and bolted for the door. I went into the office and sat down, staring at the clock. Precisely 45 seconds later, I heard the door open and Danielle came back in. ‘I forgot my purse,’ she blushed, not quite looking at me. I got up and gently took her hand, and led her over in front of the desk. Finally she looked into my eyes, and nodded almost imperceptibly, ok. I hauled her t-shirt up over her head. I can’t describe how sexy this young woman. A crowd of boys walked past her and she blushed. The young woman turned and faced the brick wall of the White building.“If you are willing to waste time looking for a bathroom, go right ahead,” Wesley said.He had a point. Amaya thought about it and realized that if this dorm were like hers, then it would need a key just to get past the lobby. She looked around and didn’t see a building that she recognized.Fuck.Amaya held the phone in the crick of her neck and went to work. First, she set down.