Someone's voice sounded downstairs."Oh my God," I said, "look at me!" It wasn't just the straplesssequined retro cocktail dress in a bright blue chif...on fabric, or mydangling earrings hanging from somewhat bloody newly pierced ears, oreven the stilettos I hobbled around on. It was my hair."That's Elliott," Samantha said. "Don't worry about him. He's cool." But my hair is still up in rollers!" I said."So?" she said. "As if Elliott hasn't seen a woman with her hair inrollers?" I'm not a. There was no one in sight and we went into a sort of valley between two dunes. I was wearing halter top and shorts and Frank, over my mild protest, took them, and my panties, off and lay me down in the sand. You know something, I may get into trouble one day – I’m to the point now that if I’m on my back, my legs just go up and spread wide automatically! Anyway, that’s what happened! Frank came down on me, slid his cock into my cunt and fucked me right there. That was the type of thing that made. I didn't know it was popular." Like, yeah!" Susan said in her best 'mall rat' voice."I thought y'all just wanted wet and cold..." No," Tina said. "It's the magic of Chandra's spice box in there."I had to giggle. Grandma Desai had shown me how to add a pinch or two of a few of the spices to add a little exotic flavor to tea. We all loved sitting in the back corner table of the restaurant, sipping chai, delicious hot, steamy mugs of chai with real cream. My concoction, over ice, was just a little. Even one. They’d use that and expand it, no doubt of that. Can’t have that ... even if Lord Tormund Giantsbane didn’t command us otherwise!” Jallen worried aloud, given that he didn’t know ... and couldn’t know how many of those dead motherfuckers were about to reach the shore.“Keep at ‘em, folks! Keep up the fires! We’re not goin’ anywhere! We’ll hold fast our defenses and send them back to the ships! Those dead bastards are gonna burn or flee, but they’ll be gone either way!” Nardel.