Then I sat down on his lap cuddling close to him and putting my head on his shoulder.“Do you feel my weight, do you smell my scent?”“Yes.”“T...hen I am real.”He sat completely still, arms by his sides staring straight into the fire.“You... you... you can’t be. Beings like you only exist in children’s books.”I reached for his hand and placed it over my left boob, pressing a little bit.“Do you feel my heart?”“Yes.”“I am real and alive.”Suddenly he jerked his hand away from my boob and began to push. It lay only a few yards east ofthe door. My thirst was so great and my arms in such a weakened statethat I discarded the bucket as too cumbersome, and I knelt to drink thewater directly from my hand. How refreshing it was! So marvelous wasthe taste of it, that I wondered if the old witch hadn?t enchanted it.I drank until I could drink no more. Satisfied, I stared idly down intothe water.The stream must truly have been enchanted because the face I saw in thebroken reflection of the rapidly. Instead ofhis usual roguish self, everyone would see a beautiful woman instead.Dressed only in sandals, a chainmail bikini and underneath it a leatherbikini. To appear busy he let a sword dance over a whetstone.His bait was set and sure enough, the group of adventurers couldn'tresist it. They drew nearer with smirks and laughter. Earon had a hardtime not to join them."I think you lost a few pieces of your armor," one of the females tauntedhim. She was a warrior by the looks of it and his main. The group got back from their hike relatively late. After getting cleaned up and changed they decided to go into Ken's room and order a pizza, after having missed dinner. Jason thought about going over the Burnside class materials for the next day. However, before he had a chance to say anything, Lisa and Mike decided to play cards. The four friends played a couple of rounds, but it was just for fun, there was no betting.Ken then suggested making the game more interesting by playing a round of.