The land surrounding the hamlet was filled with farms and fields. The apple trees were all ripe with apples and ready to be harvested. From a distance... the tall post of town hall could be seen. The houses were mainly made of bricks and logs from nearby forest. The roads were not paved, but very clean. The houses were built in orderly fashion, giving the taste of modesty to the little village. Around the farmland, farmers merrily plough the fields, while the maids harvested the apples for the. We must be on guard.”Anna nodded and took the remote. She made some adjustments and we had a picture of a border crossing. She said, “This is the main border crossing with the French. It isn’t the only way into Landers from France but is the only paved road. We have very little border in common with France. Hopefully, no one will come around through Belgium.”As I watched the screen, two armored vehicles came up taking blocking positions. Out of the hatches came two men to man the machine guns. I hadn't been sure Steve had grasped my explanation of my relationship with Jim and I didn't want to have to break up any hormonal displays of who the bigger ape was in the tribe. Jim would either get his head handed to him, or I would have to kick some Wojeski butt. Neither outcome appealed to me.Either Steve had one of those flashes of insight that happen to every one once in a blue moon, or I owed him an apology for thinking he wasn't as smart as he really was, because he said to Jim, "So,. She didn't know if she was ready, but she loved him. And her body was shivering. And his breath against her skin was driving her insane. That was enough, right? She pushed away a little, beginning to tell him to stop, but before she knew it, his soft lips were pressing against hers, and her mind was once more taken away, almost like she was unconscious. He did that to her. His smell, his skin, his touch made her lose focus completely. Before she knew it, she was lying on his bed with him on top.