If the dwarf decided not to talk but swing his axe instead, Pardin could run and leave the elf to them. In fact, he wanted to leave the elf to them an...yway, which left no reason to delay.He opened the door."No!" he heard her yell as he stepped out onto the porch. He walked fifteen paces down the path before meeting the three dwarves. Bernnakin came up to his chest, but the top of his axe, whose shaft rested on the dwarf's shoulder, was even with his eyes."Greetings and welcome," Pardin said, not. Christine paid no attention. She took another sniff. Normally she loved the smell of pine, but this was completely overpowering. The incense tray was on Lisa's desk, next to some weird looking grey ball. Five sticks were burning. The room was actually becoming a little hazy from the smoke. And there was that something else in the air. It was as if they were burning the incense to cover that something else up. Christine took another sniff. It smelled familiar, it was on the tip of her tongue.. Nikki says: Please… Pat says: You noticed my discomfort and (your wish) wrapped your arms around my neck pulling me down on top of you Nikki says: Mmmmmm Nikki says: Mhm Pat says: I slipped my own arms under you and held you tightly Pat says: Moving just my hips I pulled part way out Pat says: I couldnt go as far from this position to my great disappointment Nikki says: Mhm Pat says: And to your sheer joy it seemed Nikki says: Ahha Pat says: You grinned smugly at my frown Pat says: I squeezed. We surely wouldn’t consider entering a world we felt uncomfortable in. And that world was one step away, its door open. Yet, it was painful watching Mandy in her insecurity, and I stepped forward to take her beautiful head in my hands.Mandy’s shyly averted face kept turning for an eternity to meet mine, her mouth timidly opening, her tongue instinctively flicking out to moisten her lips, her entire being unconsciously joining in and ensuring irreversibility by reaching out and in turn holding.