He knew logically it was the effect of the mezclar; but her image had him hard and ready. All day she had been in his thoughts until he imagined he wa... going to go out of his mind with need. He had been of diminishing use as the day progressed as he had barely managed to oversee the last-minute preparations for the final festival.He smiled down at her, as she joined him in front of King Rand. She smiled back before turning her attention to Rand.How long does this damn thing last? she asked. “Joey----how long you been there lil dawg”? Joey flashed a big grin and replied “just long enough to see homie there suckin up jizz off the floor and droppin it in dudes mouth. That's some sick shit yo”Sill nervous from our session being seen by someone u******e, I responded with “well, you should not have seen that.” Joey came back with another big grin, “Ya, well maybe the next time you dudes decide to have a Roman orgy, ya'll close the fuckin front door---what a bunch of dumb fucks” “Oh my. The man was more the image I was looking for.I walked into the office. The old man looked up from his magazine and blinked."Somethin' else you need, son?" Some information. I understand this station is for sale." Yeah. For the right price." How come you're sellin'?" Gittin' old. I'm about wore out and just want to go down to Arizona and retire. Got a brother and sister-in-law down there waiting for me." You don't seem to be overrun with customers." Not today, but ... it comes and goes. There's. But there was a problem. Even back then, Karanas was sorely in need of land. The island was relatively small, and goods from four continents travelled through it, there was simply no space for the massive library the prince wanted. So he decided to construct a building on the enormous stone outcrop almost a league south of Karanas’s shore. The outcrop held a small wooden tower serving as a lighthouse, which guided captains sailing north past treacherous cliffs to the east. Now it was to hold.