I walked downstairs with Greg, and saw her. The girl he was talking about. I thought that someone willing to do this kind of thing might not be such a...looker, but I was wrong. Christie was a gorgeous brunette with at least D-cup breasts capped in dark, firm nipples. As I walked down, she was cupping them, as she sat on her knees, nude on a loveseat with an awful pattern that rejected every other piece of furniture in the living room. I got onto the loveseat in front of her, and just... Threw. ”Morto continued to eye Luke and lazily waved acknowledgement towards Miss. Bradley, “Yes, yes that price should do. So lad do you think you can take on a golem?”Both Miss. Bradley and Luke spoke in unison, “Golem?”Morto chuckled, “Yes, I have an experimental Golem that has gone out of my control. I want the beast disposed or if possible captured.”Miss. Bradley acknowledged Morto forcing her authority forward and taking charge once more, “Sounds simple enough, have you assistant up front. Just as we should have been all along. Righteous!”The rest of them finished showering with about the same pace or speed, so it took about an hour, but we were all done very much in time to still get a decent breakfast at Tudor’s Biscuit World. This was a West Virginia institution that started in Huntington, no doubt originally for Marshall University students and the Thundering Herd, but it had spread over much of the state, particularly in the Huntington and Charleston areas. Not just. " After these brief instructions, he grasped the two chains of hischarge, and with a riding crop in his right hand, propelled theterrified female down some corridors into a room of great luxury.Seated on a sort of dais was the sheik. It was difficult to see muchof him due to his Arab headdress, black beard, and dark glasses. Thetrembling teenage slave knelt and did as she was bid, while the slavemaster held her chains as if she were a dog.His Highness began: "My servant will have told you who I.