"Darling, who was that?"
On the large hotel bed, a beautiful, still-charming woman leaned close to Frank's ear and asked affectionately.
"A friend I don't know very well." One of Frank's hands roamed over the woman's body while the other skillfully saved the satellite phone number, adding the note "little guy."
He then tossed the phone onto the carpet, a solemn, holy expression on his face as he suddenly reached out and pinned the woman down.
"Succubus Witch, this priest must eliminate you."
"Oh, Father Frank, I am a sinner! Please punish me, whip me!"
...
'This guy is going to work himself to death in a woman's arms sooner or later.'
Feng Shan put away the satellite phone and said to Nash, "Let's go. We're heading down the mountain."
Going down the mountain was much easier than going up. Without heavy equipment to slow them down, the two half-slid, half-tumbled their way back to the foot of the mountain in just over ten minutes.
