I mean, can you even think that up? It is dumb-ass and meaningless.Stian is straightened up and on his feet before me, all smirking and beaming and sm...iling. Hmmnnnn ... what is there to be smitten and bewitched and swept off one's feet about here? Perhaps he should cut it clean and share it out with me so that I can in the very end bust a gut and cackle and yell out. Womanizer ... lady-killer!"How can I help you?" I ask gently and mildly nice while I peep and check a glimpse out at him. He is. She beckoned to the man standing politely before her, realising now that it was Bortal, a good friend. Nalirra moved over on the platform, allowing him to lie easily in front of her, their bodies facing together, their faces near to one another."Nice nap Nalirra?" Not bad Bortal. You're not quite the worst way to wake." Just as well. I had another couple of offers, but you looked delicious lying there." Less talking Bortal. I need a kiss." You're not the only one. Looks like we need to catch up. We are recording everything and I am busy doing drawings. It hasbeen an amazing dig. We have discovered a lot more about the culture onLyonesse and there is enough new material to keep the professionals busyfor a while. We are putting the site back, covering the archaeology ,today and tomorrow and then home tomorrow night.Party tonight, I have been told to go easy on the booze.1st July 2013We are on Jen's dad's boat, currently back in the Scilly Isles, we leftFowey the nigh before last. I have. ‘Could it be that you have taken me up on my offer of instruction in the ways of making love?’ Madeleine blushed furiously. ‘Of course not! I merely hoped that we could talk.’ ‘Ah, sadness! But if you would like to talk, I am at your disposal.’ Under Winston’s intense gaze, Madeleine found herself at a loss for words, but she forced herself. Her words spilled out. ‘Nell tells me that you are a kind and decent man. I beg of you, please let me go free! Do not send me to the Earl or back to my.