"Would they join the manager in the lounge room for tea?" There followed a short exchange till the wife informed the hotel employee that they would be... honoured. The lounge wasn't big; there were quite a number of men present, staff and a couple of guests. They were welcomed and tea was served. Not the tea that they were used to, but a very sweet brew without milk. It was not unpleasant. Apart from the tea the atmosphere was strained. She was the only woman, but this was not the 'strained' part.. “They’re waiting for more Malakha, I believe,” he yelled at me over the din of our attack.“Makes sense, and only they can get past its inbuilt security,” I yelled back.“Yep, and when they arrive they are going to bring it forward allowing their troops to attack ours,” Arch replied as he blew a small group of Nephilim apart as they tried to retreat towards the warded area.“Time to go?” I asked.“Yep, but get the Nosferatu to set up some claymores and ask the Loegrians if they have something. The dim glow of the night light gave me enough vision to move around the room without tripping.Pushing aside the curtain, I peered out but all I could see was a dark shape leaning against the window.Then she put her face up against the window.It was Laura DiMartino.“Huh!” I said. “What the...”She tapped on the window again.“Come on, let me in. I’m freezing my ass off out here.”I sighed and shook my head. Then I grabbed the key from its hiding place and unlocked the window.I slid the window. Yes, please, tell me Isis" he whispered, his fingers already grasping at the fabric of her shirt as he struggled to pull it off. When he finally had gotten off the thin barrier of fabric out of his way, he gasped, seeing her breasts encased in an emerald green bra. He groaned slightly, kneading her breasts underneath of his hand as he guided her to lay down on her bed. Isis chuckled, playing with one of the straps. "I can tie a knot in a cherry stem with my tongue... does that give you any.