”“Thank you,” she said, continuing through to her kitchen.He wandered her lounge, taking in the baby-blue carpet, cream furniture, personal trin...kets, and photos. Her home revealed her unique mix of delicate and dynamic, which he'd always admired.Placing wine glasses on the light oak coffee table, she poured the Montrachet. In her fridge for a year, she couldn't swear she'd saved it for him, but she'd never offered it to her girlfriends.She settled on her comfortable couch and he picked the. For one thing, it was her first-ever black (African) cock, and there was the very good chance that this would be the night she'd be impregnated by Ahmed's sperm; which, if you remember, was one of the biggest reasons we were there with him! So, naturally we wanted a record, and reminder, of that.I find it almost impossible to find the right words to convey what I witnessed that night. Words will take you only so far. The same with photographs. But I have to say that it was the most thrilling. She simply wouldn’t—or couldn’t—travel.I decided on the spot that I wouldn’t go either but the heated argument that ensued left me at three to one against my canceling the trip. Lissa said she would send instructions to Allison on coaching me through my first round. Sam would be headed out on Tuesday, but there was no way he’d make the early matches and it was pretty much guaranteed I’d be playing in one of the first two flights. Pairings would be announced Monday morning.“So how would you like. People stared as we walked through the streets and I saw ballista everywhere.In the market I stopped and a merchant walked to me, “you killed a couple of drakes lad?”I nodded, “I was hoping to sell the hides for enough to buy clothes for the girl.”He glanced at her and then chuckled, “I think I can help you.”An hour and we had three skirts and three blouses as well as rations and Willnot herbs. We left and headed north along the mountains. The dwarf mines and city were two weeks away but the.