She had always been the more timid one, not as much of a go getter as her sister. She’d prefer the arts and introspectiveness to running circles on ...a track any moment in the day. When Grace got her glasses, she fit the bookworm stereotype. She always preferred to wear her hair down, easily able to shield her eyes from the world at the tilt of a head. Right now, that shyness was gone from her. When she was with Heather, Grace felt like she could conquer the world. She wouldn't do anything. "She didn't answer him, crying and still angry, but knowing deep down that she would forgive him. She loved him too much not to."I love you, I'm sorry I ever thought you cheated on me. I shouldn't have jumped to conclusions like that." You think I'm a slut," she repeated in a whisper."I don't! Jen, I don't! I love you, more than anything. I was just mad. Please?" I love you Ryan," she said, still sounding a bit angry. "I can't stay mad at you, you know that. So why do you do this? I never did. Tammy had small tits and wore no bra, so now I was feeling the motivation. "Okay girls," I countered. "You two are very persuasive. I'll mix everyone another drink while the rest of you join in with Tammy and Kim." Stephanie didn't have to be asked twice. She had her bra on the floor before I could put ice in the glasses. Delores joined her friends, but went one step further. She slipped off her slacks and was down to her lace panties. The others got the hint and followed their host. The. " I told you, I..." ... cannot say more," Coru finished for me. "Yes, I know. No more talk. The fire is ready. Concentrate on the bellows now and keep the fire even for me."And so I did as my Shudiki asked, and before my eyes she shaved and carved and flecked away the least bits of the smoking, sparking wooden shaft that she moved in and out of the fire, revealing the beauty of the weapon that had lain hidden beneath the surface.As I worked the bellows and Coru worked the heated wood, I.