”“With who?”“Why with the girl of my choice.”Sensing she was in dangerous waters, and awash in whiskey, (nonetheless she imbibed another swa...llow of her drink) she asked, “What was the first thing?”“A libertine liberty.”“And what is that?” She knew better that to ask, but she was loosing inhibitions, the mood was so mellow and . . . yes, romantic. Zach was so precious and he loved her. She admired him for his knowing so much about art and women, and she loved him. This was a wonderful. I- I'll do anything. Anything!"Glancing in the direction of the assembled group, she saw the black robed assembly raise their serpents in to the air, what little she could see of their faces smiling in near ecstasy as a pair of gleaming yellow eyes glowed from the darkness of the lava tube.Goosebumps raised along the girl's flesh as she turned back to face the thing in the tunnel, somehow unable to look away as the creature's foot long fangs gleamed in the light of the torches. It hissed as. It won't hurt, that's for sure." I continued to breathe deeply and focus on the woman in front of me. If I'd had any resolve to weaken, I'm sure it would have by now."Go get in the bed, Kel. I need a quick rinse and then we'll see if you're right." She turned away, dropped her robe and took off the towel that was wrapped around her head and then she slowly sauntered away towards the bedroom. I stayed seated, my eyes glued to her ass as she moved away. Somewhere, some part of my brain was. I was surprised at how well Bryant's instructions worked on my gravelly voice. About 4:45pm, Harry came in to see how we were doing with our routine. He really liked how we came up with our subterfuge to completely surprise everyone at the dinner/dance.After watching us do it a couple of times, Harry suggested that Bryant record some of the keyboard parts and then play his electric guitar over them to spice it up a little more. After a few trial runs, with Bryant recording the keyboard parts on.