An insidious weapon, to wiggle into the game and open up cracks in it’s defenses.“You see, my character is from a fallen and disgraced noble house... He still remembers the day, when he was a child, that his father was arrested for treason and his mother had the servants hide the children away while the house burned. He carries his father’s signet ring, and promised himself one day he would redeem his family name.”They call it a redemption arc. I call it catnip for story-gamers.Nobility is a. I took some more oil and started massaging her huge boobs.“Mhmm!” She left out small moans as her boobs glistened with oil with my hands around them.Still massaging her boobs, I leaned in to kiss her stunning lips. She reciprocated and we exchanged our warm saliva. As my tongue mingled with hers, my hands explored the gorgeous curves on her body. Her body was a temple of passion waiting to be worshiped and I was doing just that.I moved a bit down and kissed and nibbled her gorgeous neck laden. Now that she had come to trust me, her very sweet and soft personality had emerged. She was quite intelligent, and could actually match me in intellectual conversation. Trinh wasn't exactly stupid, but she never bothered to read up on the latest scientific achievements and discoveries. Whenever Trinh would roar off to find adventure, Quyen and I would go for quiet walks at night, doing nothing but talking. I'd take her to a coffee shop and buy her a latte. Or we'd go see a movie, and she would. I was scared he would wake up but at the same time was wishing he would. I was getting so turned on my touching him that I was willing to face the consequences later. He barely moved throughout my exploration of his stomach so I got bolder. I started running my fingers along the top of his jeans. Even in the darkened room there was enough light for me to see that I was having an effect on him. I had no clue what he was dreaming about but I’m sure they were turning sexual if they hadn’t been.