The team had learned that in the previous encounters.“The King’s spit was as strong as Heather’s Fireshot. Their forelegs were scythes. Think of... them like skeleton leaders, a point or two stronger with double-thick armor and hooked greatswords,” Ed reported.“How was the queen?”“A school bus filled with glucose. She couldn’t even move.”“Anyone else have anything to add?”They all had something to say. Which was noted by my recorder and Heather’s ever-present notes.“What goodies did you. This is a beautiful resort on the outskirts of Mumbai worth going during monsoons. We went in the room and ordered beers and vodka. When the waiter left, we pounced on each other. I smooched her madly sucking her lips and playing with her tongue. She was equally involved and sucking my tongue and inserting her tongue in my mouth. I removed her top and capris. She was fair, in her red lacy bra and black panties with purple designs. She had bought it exclusively for our meeting on my demand. I. ?Yes, umm she?s pretty..butumm princess, I have to tell you, I think you have the wrong idea about me?I?mnot a lesbian or anything?.She just gives me a little smirk., ?yeahright, you know these girls work on tips don?t you?? ?Well I guess, so? I replied, looking down and notice thedrinks have arrived, although I didn?t pay for it, I take a huge slug on thewine, trying to calm myself down. ?Why don?t you tip her?, says princess.? Me not wanting to be rude (or so I tellmyself),? ?ok?. ?Take a $5. "Those big ones." She held her fingers apart."No way!"Courtney said, "Why does he like Jennifer anyway? She must get her clothes from the thrift store!"The girls laughed.Megan asked, "How'd he get her photo?" I don't know," said Stephanie. "He's my brother. He's an asshole." But he has a nice big one, right?" said Courtney."You still don't want to see your brother jacking it off into the sink," suggested Megan."He didn't even think to lock the door?' asked Kayla."He's my brother," repeated.