He was starting to apply a little more pressure on my lips and Ellie said, "Hey you two, knock it off!"He chuckled and backed up an inch or two, putti...ng an arm around my legs. I leaned back and resumed drinking my coffee, grinning at Ellie standing there with a look of mock indignation. She sat on the arm of the chair and bent down to touch my cheek, turning my face to hers for a morning kiss."Come on, let's go eat!" Pat said, and stood, pulling me with him.He was in loose and silky shorts,. In order to take a chance, I approached to have small talk. I asked with a smile “do u need a fill?”. He responded very coldly: “definitely not from you hobo” and turned the other way. I tried to talk to him a few times more, no use and finally realized his eyes were on another guy whom I had known for a long time from the scene. He was wearing a black mask of an executioner. I quickly had a plan and went to talk to him. In about fifteen minutes or so I had his mask and leather vest on. When I. Truly, what a strange girl.Still, he could not deny her skill. Hjalmar and Idar had both been veterans of the Clan Wars. They had both killed several grown men, and yet this girl--little more than a child really-- had dispatched them with relative ease. Killing Idar despite fighting two-against-one was especially impressive, and he doubted he would have won without Idar's intervention and sacrifice. Such skill deserved recognition and praise. The wiry man took her hand and shook it. Clan. Talk to each other, talk to their maids on the phone, talk to the bus conductor, talk to the person sitting in the next bus or just moan about the conditions of road during the monsoon.In London the scene is quite radical. There pin drop silence on the trains. The most noise you can hear is from music leaking out of the headphones from your neighbor. And this travel in silence continues for years. In India if you travel with the same person in the bus by the second day you would have had a nice.