" I smiled back, rested my head on her shoulder. "The whole say your name thing... ugh, that was fucking hot." She laughed after she said it, and her ...one of voice was the same as if she was saying, "It's 40 degrees outside today." The only way to describe her tone was that of a best friend. So casual, so.... comfortable. It was amazing.I had to tell her so. "You're amazing, you know that?" Ha! Amazingly persuasive, maybe! Sorry about going all predatory on you earlier." I laughed, "uh, I think. That is a stark environment where the water has to be brought in by tanker trucks and pumped into a water tower, and all the electrical power was provided by on-site diesel generators. There are frequent power disruptions, and the heat is almost unbearable when the air conditioners are out of service.There are several modular living quarters, and I would be staying in a three-man room with two Saudi engineers. There is another room with three more Saudi professional people in our building,. It wasn’t of porn star dimensions, for which Susan was quite grateful. On those few occasions when she’d sampled such delights—on a professional basis only—she felt that engorged mass far too deep inside her for rather longer than she cared for. In truth, she preferred something she could very easily forget. However, if only it was always so easy. Men’s cocks were so often disgusting and when they didn’t seep out urine or semen, Susan would rather she’d never get to find out. Thank goodness for. "But?" I asked her.She frowned and then shook her head. "I'm not sure ... there is a feeling around us, one that bodes of ill fortune to us, but I know not from where." She said and looked around, back to where Brenda was laughing with Gerald — obviously some court tit-bit that was amusing, I assumed."Do you think that we've got Dark Wraiths nearby?" I asked her."Noooo, it's nothing like that, I could smell them if they were a mile away! This is something I feel in my bones, I wouldst advise.