“Bring Samson in, we need to load before our ride decides to leave without us,” I told Luther. He called Samson before stepping well out into the ...ow burned savanna and holding up his left arm in the air. A few seconds later, Samson landed on his arm and folded his large wings. The Captain was just staring at him.As we moved toward our shuttle, I noticed that the Marines were also re-boarding theirs, and that the turrets had already been lowered into the shuttles. Captain Roanoke joined his men. Atop the several-story concrete was a mortared-stone crenelation, with a mirrored light of some kind in the middle. They made their way up to the tower along switchbacks carved in the frozen dirt. Before they were close enough to identify, John suggested Hal put a Nord disguise on, now that he didn’t need to ‘ask inconvenient questions’ anymore. Sygraid banged on another door, set in the tower’s foundation, that the path led to. A dull thump told him the door was thick, very thick.A head peaked. Teresa was almost in total disbelief of what was taking place, but somewhere in her mind was the thought that this was inevitable."What is she doing? Is this what I think it will be?"Barbara took a step toward Teresa, leaned over, cupped her face with her hands and gave her a long passionate kiss. Barbara whispered as she lowered herself across Teresa's lap "Now you finish it for me."Teresa looked at the offering before her, Barbara prone over her lap willingly in a vulnerable position. Her. She saw her red hair, now down to the middle of her back when loose. She had it in a tight bun for work. Her almond shaped eyes were a deep, rich brown, almost black, giving the image of severe eyes. She knew that those eyes could get her just about anything she wished. She also knew she could attract or scare off anyone with them as well. She had high cheekbones that spoke of her Spanish heritage, and her lips were full and succulent, almost beestung in their appearance. She looked at her.