I had an idea of how we could make all of our shots count. I let the Viking ships come close and then we threw grappling irons to hold them against us... With the cannon fully depressed we could then fire directly into their decks! I named it 'the Scottish kiss'." Saints! I can see in my mind's eye the destruction that would cause." Aye my friend. It was most effective. Very quickly we realised that we didn't need to fire all our cannons either, only a few for each ship, so in the end my new. "Gnusyl lowered his head to Myka's level, his large eyes glowing eerily. "As you wish." Now, Jonar needs to pick himself up and get out of this mood he is in. We are quickly coming up on the Imperial border and he needs to be himself. Can you help me with that?" No."Myka waited, not expecting such a simple answer. When more was not forthcoming, she growled with frustration. "What do you mean 'no'? Why not?"A great grumbling sigh washed over her with the scent of raw meat. "Though he may look. I grew bolder and let my finger stray down to the long slender throar. Mom lay here passively, her sad pale blue eyes gazing up at me. Her pajama top was open, breasts partially exposed and gently rising and falling with each breath. This was a silent confirmation of what I had suspected all along. Her feelings transended "normal" motherly feelings, they were deeper and darker. I could not absolve myself of having similar feelings. We seemed to belong together. I traced patterns connecting the. "That's all you get. But you got it!" And she stretched over and kissed me, then sat back in her seat and buckled back in.When her headset was back in place, she said, "I thought about that half the night!" I like the way you think, angel!"She grinned. "I like the way you taste, bub!"We crossed the Mississippi River at eighty-five hundred feet, less than an hour from our destination. "That's another 'first' for me," Cindy said. "I've never been west of the Mississippi." You are now, babe.".