Fresh bruises were on her hip, shoulder, ankle, and arm. The ones on her ankle and arm where the exact size and shape of Kent’s hand. In an absent g...esture she rubbed the bruise on her arm and gave an involuntary shutter. With any luck she could keep some of these bruises from Sam. He was already going to be mad. The last thing she need was Kent and Sam killing each other over her. ***** Sam knew something was going on that Lizy wasn’t telling him. There was a tremor in her voice that said. She knew I hated being called that. She must have been in a playful mood again.I stifled a groan. I hadn't realised it was noon already, and had only just finished breakfast. Sunday was the only day I could actually lie in. Trying not to show how tired I was, I followed Michelle into our bedroom.After rummaging around in my underwear drawer, Michelle pulled out a bright pink bikini top and threw it at me. "Here, try this on," she said, as if I had a choice. I wasn't really in the mood to dress. Donna's lips were so soft and her hair was so silky. Our perfumes mingled, creating a new sexy scent that filled my head. We really literally must have sat there together for half an hour at least, just kissing. It started slowly and softly, just lips brushing lips, fingertips running over faces. It built when our tongues darted out and touched at the same moment. It built even more as our tongues met in first my mouth, then hers, then in the middle, and then started the cycle again. I don't. ”“Commander!” another of the Lieutenants shouted from the rear. “To your right, I see a cave!”The Commander squinted through the narrow slot in his visor, spotting the telltale shadow of a cave mouth nestled amidst the rocks. He waved his men forward, the standard that was tied around the tip of his spear fluttering in the wind.“Good eye, soldier! Keep your wits about you, according to the archivists, the dragon will be lurking somewhere deep inside the mountain.”They climbed their way up onto.