“Come inside,” she said, “let’s not discuss this out here.”I entered a nice, luxurious suite that had shopping bags and clothes strewn all o...er the place. Seems my American friend used her Europe trip as much for shopping in style as she did for fulfillment of her sexual fantasies. The actress apparently was just trying on dresses, wearing nothing but a sweet little pink babydoll dress with some feathers around the bust, which made her large, artificial breasts look like two giant eggs in a. ‘I think I see something,’ the driver said excitedly. Wade brought the tractor’s spotting scope to his eyes, said a silent prayer. Looking ahead he saw a scarred hillside, rounded bodies, and a small weak wisp of smoke. His heart beat faster. ‘That’s it. Hurry!’ The driver didn’t answer, but increased their speed and steered toward the approaching hill. The terrain was uneven and rutted, the tractor bounced and vibrated with each bump and bush it met. Wade tried to maintain his view through. I took a few more steps and looked around, my breath steamed on the air as if to remind me it was cold out, and getting colder. I suddenly didn’t feel like going too far from the house. I considered going back in and holding up in my warm room, but turning to look back seemed to cause the house to loom with an almost unwelcoming presence. On top of it all the house was also empty. I decided to take my chances going else where. I hesitated to leave, I had no real reason to hesitate but something. Yesterday’s battle had been brief, designed to salvage a little honour rather than to provide any real opposition to the invaders. Afterwards the city fathers had been quick to accept the terms offered by the Bastard Duke. But, small though the bloodshed may have been, some men had been sacrificed. Among the dead was her Markko, her betrothed. Desolate, unable to settle, dressed only in a shift and plain kirtle, she idly roamed the narrow, twisting streets her mind filled with visions of her.