Super Trick or Treat System

"Damn I'm right. I want to make sure she's okay-" I stopped suddenly. "Regis-did they see it?"

Regis said: "Only Kendricks and me, we won't talk about it."

I said, "Thank you," and I felt relieved. Damn, a demigod or a prince, I like Regis.

I went out to eat some food in the kettle, and sat down to eat between Keira and Kendricks. I was shocked and unresponsive. Besides, I realized that we cannot stay here. It is too vulnerable to attack. So in our current situation, we are. If we can do our best to reach the Dammelun Pass tonight, we can cross it as soon as possible tomorrow, until the sun warms up and the snow, and we have landslides and landslides to deal with. Except for Dameren, I know members of the tribe and speak their languages. 122

I mentioned this and Kendricks looked at Keira suspiciously. "Can she climb?"

"Can she stay here?" I countered. But I went anyway and sat next to her.

"How serious are you? Do you think you can travel?"

She said fiercely: "Of course I can crawl! I tell you, I am not a weak girl, I am a free Amazon!" She fell from the blanket someone hid in her leg. Her lips looked a little bit, but when she walked towards the stove and asked for more soup, the long steps were smooth.

We reached the camp within a few minutes. The marching band that assaulted the women took almost everything they could carry, without any feeling of hitting or caching the tent. They will come back to find it. If we **** the tow truck back, we will never need it. I ordered them to leave the lightest gear and check all the remaining rucksacks. The rations for the night we will spend in the pass, the remaining blankets, ropes and sunglasses. I ordered everything else fiercely.

It's hard to go now. On the one hand, the sun is setting, and the evening is icy. Almost every one of us suffered minor injuries, which prevented us from climbing. Keira was pale and stiff, but was not spared. Kendricks is suffering from mountain sickness at this altitude, and I did my best to help him, but thanks to my tough diagonal knife, I had a relaxing time on my own.

There is a vast place for pure rock climbing, flattened against the wall like a bug, groping for grip and foothold. I felt proud of the leader, so I took the lead. But when we climbed the 30-foot wall and scrambled up the path along the ledge, I was ready to give up. I squeezed on the windowsill and changed places with the experienced Lyris, who was better than most professional climbers.

He murmured: "I thought you said it was a small road!"

I opened my mouth. It was a smile, but I haven't done it yet. "For the infantry, this is a highway. No one else would walk like this."

Now we slowly climbed up the snow; once or twice, we had to struggle in the drifting, a short and hard snowstorm made our sight disappear for twenty minutes, and we hugged each other on the windowsill, wildly following the wind And icy sleet.

That night, we opened a fissure, blowing almost clean snow, far beyond the forest line, where there were only hard-working thorny clusters. We dismantled some of them, piled them into a pile of windbreaks, and placed them below. But what we all regret is the comfort of camp equipment that 123 we will give up. Things become difficult and difficult.

That night was still the most painful night in my memory. Except for the slight ringing of my ears, my height alone did not bother me, but the performance of others was not very good. Most men have dizzying headaches. Keira's bending side must have given her a lot of pain. Kendricks succumbed to mountain sickness in the most painful way: severe cramps and vomiting. I feel very upset with all of them, but there is nothing I can do. The only way to alleviate mountain sickness is oxygen or lower altitude, but this is not feasible.

In the windbreak forest, we doubled, sharing blankets and warm bodies: I took one last look at the nearby space, then climbed next to Kendricks and saw that girl was slightly separated from the other girls. I started to say something, but Kendricks spoke first. Express my thoughts.

"Better climb with us, girl." He said coldly and unceremoniously. "You don't have to worry about anything interesting."

Kayla just smiled at me, and I realized she was including me in this big man's joke who didn't know Dakowan etiquette, on Dakowan's side. But when she said: "I don't need to worry," her voice was calm, and she relaxed her thick coat a little, and then crawled into the blanket nest between us.

Although the blanket spontaneously heated, it was painful and cold. We huddled together, Kayla's head resting on my shoulder. I felt her close to me, half asleep, looking for a warm place. I found myself very familiar with her intimacy and thanked her curiously. An ordinary woman will protest, even if it is only a matter of formality, she will share a blanket with two strange men. I realized that if Kayla refused to climb with us, she would pay more attention to her **** than the fact that she actually looked like a man.

She twitched and trembled, and I whispered, "Injured to the side? Are you cold?"

"One thing. I have been at this height for a long time. The real meaning is-I can't make those women stand out."

Kendricks coughed and moved uncomfortably. "I don't understand-the creatures that attack us-are all women -?"

I explained briefly. “Among the people in the sky, more women than men are born compared to other parts of the world. However, the lives of the entourage are so balanced that there is no extra space for women in the city in the nest. Therefore, when the girls on the day arrive , Woman, other women kicked her out of the city, she had to be in 124 until a man chased her and asked her to take her back to her. In this way, she would never be driven out of the house again, Although if she has no children, she may be forced to become a servant of other wives."

Kendricks was a little sick.

Kayla suddenly said passionately: "You think it's cruel, but they can live in the forest and find their own food; they will not starve to death or die. Many of them prefer forest life instead of living in In the lair, they will defeat any male close to them. We who call ourselves humans often provide less food for our spare women."

She remained silent, seeming to sigh in pain. Kendricks made no response, only eclectic cooing. I used my main force to prevent myself from contacting Kayla, recalling what she was, and finally said: "We better stop talking. Other people want to sleep, if we don't sleep."

After a while, I heard Kendricks snorting, Keira was quiet and even breathing. I want to know how Jay feels about this situation-he hates Daktronics, and avoids contact with anyone else, crowded between Dakwan's free Amazon and all kinds of rough. I rejected this idea, worried that it would reawaken his brain in some way.

But I must figure out some way to put the woman's head against my chest consciousness, her warm breath moving back and forth on my bare neck. Only through the most severe act of will can I stop myself from sliding past her pussy, warm and within reach, through the thin sweater. I want to know why I am not disciplined. I can't risk the lead gained by our contracted guide-woman, Amazon or anyone else!

Somehow, this girl seems to be the key to all my thoughts. She is not part of the headquarters, nor is she part of any world that may be known. She belongs entirely to my world. Between sleeping and waking up, I lost my dream. I dreamed of speeding along the forest path, chasing the girl in a distant form that was driven from the lair that day, suffering a blow and cursing. Somewhere in the leaves, I will find her... Then we return to the city, her head is covered with a wreath of selected red leaves, the same woman who stoned her to death will be crowded when she comes back Welcome her. The escaped woman looked at Kyla's shoulder with her eyes. Then the woman's figure weakened, and Dr. Foss stood between us on the forest path, the sign on his coat stretched out between us like a red rod. 125 suddenly wore a space suit and said: "Jay Alison, Jay Alison", because this forest road shattered under our feet, and we were rolling under the waterfall...

"Wake up!" Keira whispered, elbow stretched to my side. I opened my eyes and looked at the crowded night, the nightmare disappearing. "what happened?"

"You are complaining. Do you have altitude sickness?"

I grumbled, realized my arm was wrapped around her shoulder, and quickly pulled it away. After a while, I adjusted again.

Before dawn, we crawled out of the camping ground wearily, narrow and stiff, without rest, but ready to get out of trouble and move on. In the dim light, the snow is hard and the trails here are not difficult. After all the troubles on the low slopes, I think even amateurs have lost the desire to risk climbing. What makes us happy is that Dameron’s actual transit should be anti-climax and smooth.

When we reached the pass, the sun had just risen, and we stood for a while and gathered in the narrow dirt between the tops of the large mountains on both sides.

Jamal looked at the mountain peak.

"Hope we can climb on them."

Regis laughed with him. "Sometimes-you have this word, then you will move on." The big guy's eyes sparkled. Regis turned around and said to me enthusiastically, "Jason, what about that? Bargaining? Can we all climb together next year?"

I started to laugh, and then some bleak black demons surged inside me. When it was over, I suddenly realized that I would not be there. I won't be anywhere. I'm an agent, a substitute, and Jay Allison's split, and when it's over, Foss and his tactics take me back to where they think I should be-that's nowhere to go. Except now, when we are racing against time, I never climbed a mountain again. I put my mouth on a narrow line that I was not used to, and said, "If we come back, we will talk about it later. Now, I suggest we go. Some of us want to land lower."

Unlike the trails outside, the trail that runs down from the Dun Molong ridge is clear and clearly marked. We meandered down the **** and walked a path easily. As the fog became thinner, we left the snow line behind, and we saw what looked like a huge green carpet with glittering colors scattered underneath us. I pointed it out.

"The treetops of the northern forest and the streets where the colors you see are all in."

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