My wife said that a guy had seduced her. I asked her who it was and she said "Mike". So I started naming every Mike that I knew to which she replied "...o" to each. I asked her who it was and she replied, "Mike, this Jamaican guy that comes into the store." Well, that was the second punch to the gut. But again, I was somewhat intrigued and although I felt a little betrayed, my erection that was growing betrayed me even more. So I pressed for details.My wife said that for a few weeks, this younger. Just in time for the feast!Me: Haha! It’s going to be one grand feast tonight!Malvika had booked the biggest room in the hotel and thanks to her fame which had made the owner of the hotel crazy for her too, she managed to get the bunk beds out of the room and instead got large extra beds laid out on the floor. She wanted all six of us to stay in the same room for the next three days and have the time of our lives!We were talking to each other for a while and didn’t realise when it was 6.30 pm.. There are a good many comments about the size of my labia. One says "cunt like a horse-collar but gimme gimme". This gets a few laughs. The film ends and the lights go up. I start to rise to leave quickly. You push me back down and say 'the shows not over'. 'Just do exactly what I say and evething will be ok'. I doubt it but you repeat 'just do everything I say when I say it'.The owner comes out as the lights come back up. The screen behind him starts to rise so you can see the stage behind. When a light stone flared sun bright and melted into the stones of the square, he called it a day. Those still waiting had seen what had happened when an enchantment went wrong so didn’t complain loudly, or much.Andrew escorted Ledger back to the Rusty Shovel. “Where have you been staying Ledger?” Andrew asked.Ledger took a deep breath and let it out slowly before answering. “At a flophouse in the old city. It’s a few buildings down from the Assassins Guild. Not the nicest place, but the owner.