She said she had seen a furniture store in the town and offered to show me where it was located if I planned to look for a computer stand.It wasn't as... if I would have trouble finding the furniture store on my own. I think she knew that, but we agreed to go check out the store the next day if the roads were plowed.Tracy was not what I would call cute or even good looking but she was good company on a snowy night. Like me, she was a business student and unlike me she was taking accounting. I told. She glared at him for a second but rather then argue put her hands back to her sides and again closed her eyes. She wanted.. no needed what he was doing. Lifting her hem higher he replaced them with his fingers. Dancing along her inner thigh teasingly going slowly higher. “Wider! I want your legs farther apart.” She didn’t do this fast enough so he grabbed her by the knees and forced them apart. She moaned and bunched her fist. Slowly he started tracing the outline of the corset. Gently. Perhaps too well, as he suspected she now seemed to even hear thoughts.Gareth shuddered and tried to modulate his voice a little higher to be less recognizable."Why did they bring he Dawn Shaman?" Greyshadow asked in a whisper.The clopping of horses stopped in front of the stage. Gareth tried not to look up, but failed. Sure enough, the trio was looking straight at him. Although a small smile traced the lips of the Dusk Shaman, no discernable expression was on Wildhair's face. What was written. "Well, we are about 250 miles from Atlanta, best I can figure. We should be able to make Atlanta tomorrow," I said."Yeah, probably if it doesn't rain anymore," she said, softly. I detected a change in her mood at the mention that our trip was coming to an end. I don't think she realized how close we were to Atlanta. For the rest of the night, I noticed a quieter, more pensive Alice."What's wrong, Alice?" I asked her once that night."Nothing, I'm okay," she brushed it off. I didn't pursue it any.