It was almost half an hour later that they both emerged, near the extreme edge of the IP home world's system. Sam looked around then extended his sens...s out hunting for Triot. A wry smile came to his lips as he looked at Thantas. I wish I could talk to her he thought.I can hear your thoughts Sam, what's wrong? Came Thantas thoughts.Triot is far stronger than I thought, I feel he will come after you first. You are no where as strong as he is, try to stay back. Sam's thoughts said.I know how to. The crowd braced itself for an encore of the previous round. He had appealed to the masses with his first poem, and he counted on his second poem, with parts of it omitted for the judge, to carry him into a victory so sweet as to make him invincible, even among the most discerning of crowds. They roared when the emcee called his name, and within an eye-blink he found himself under the all-too-familiar white light that blackened the audience beyond its sphere of influence. He again felt at home. What made the picture interesting were the people at the edges of the shot. All had normal winter wear and were huddling against the cold. It was so good I requested a digital copy to send to Sheila. Again, I thought nothing of it.The full nickname is The Dark Queen of Winter. This could be a reference to my hair, which Sean compares to Mila Kunis'. More likely it is a reference to the sealskin coat. Queen is more clear. Even I think the picture makes me look disdainful of the cold. After all,. She then bends down, even more, she dropped a biscuit on the ground in front of her I reckon, and she was trying to pick it up from the ground. Her round bum was almost touching my face as I was drooling and gazing at her bum, she then gets up and asks me if I could help her in the kitchen, I gulped and said o-o-ok...sh-sh-sure, with sweat already forming on my forehead! She smiles and asks me to follow her from behind. I get up and follow her into the kitchen. She walked swaying her buttocks.