She was soft and warm, but to my surprise I found that she was trembling."Are you all right?" I asked, surprised by this."I know that it is a silly ch...ldish thing, but I am afraid of the dark. At the Wat, we were taught that there is nothing to fear in the dark, and that our amulets would protect us, but many girls were still afraid at night," she said, as she hugged herself to me."Oh there are things that go bump in the night alright, but they aren't ghosts or spirits. They are thieves and. . Auntie," I stammered even though I'd been thinking about it, about the implications, since I watched my family swallow me. It had excited me!"You're lord of the manor now Robbie," my sister answered as her fingers lightly stroked my chest."Not for years, grandpa will last forever," I said even though I knew the true state of his failing health. It was the reason he'd not allowed me to go off to University sixteen months earlier. 'You have to stay and learn the business boy' he'd ordered me. ‘You do KNOW what a circle is, right?’‘Yeah, of course. It’s dope. I love weed. This is going to be great,’ Eliza enthused. I introduced them again, this time to the crowd of stoners, and they seemed to get on very well and had found their niche. I watched with some amazement as my cousin puffed away at the joint like a pro, and Michael seemed to have little difficulty as well. I took a bit myself. I suppose having hippie parents has its perks.With a nice buzz under my belt, the music began to. She settled into my embrace and said “Nice, this nice. This warm.” I grinned and laid my head on the top of hers. Breathing rhythmically, I could feel her slim waist and her hips and moved my hand up and down her waist. (I do like the waist on the female body ;) She stroked my chest and my stomach, carefully avoiding anything below the midriff. She caressed my face, which I took as a sign to look up. She looked right into my eyes, and her intoxicating scent once more captivated me. Her eyes.