Those supple limbs and very unclean bare feet were positively eating up the distance that separated her from the Castle entrance, despite the flint-st...ewn roughness of the unmade up road. The Girl, filthy though she was, seemed to radiate energy and was clearly tough as nails.Once installed in her favourite room, overlooking the extensive gardens, now in the early stages of being transformed by the excellent Fitch into the kind of paradise she had dreamed of, the good Mrs B was about to doze. This paranoia from the mortals’ side wasn’t helping matters when it came to the war efforts of the Council. They were having to exert so much of their resources on the problem that was just in front of them, the mortals, that they couldn’t even properly delegate their responsibilities to the other Untethered.When it came to me personally, through some good fortune for a change, I found myself completely removed from these issues. Instead, I was able to fully concentrate on increasing my own. ”Connie laughed lightly as she took a sip of her tea andreplied.“I thought so. Frank and I have been doing this for afew months. He has his kinky side like most men. Hejust can’t get enough of seeing me getting screwed bymy black lovers. I guess you saw that he likes to doclean up duties as well?”Don still could not speak freely and just sort ofgrinned at Connie in disbelief that she was talking sobold and forward with him about last night.“Oh. What time do you. ”“Hey, I’m not complaining.” He replied. First Allison, and now Julia. This is shaping up to be a great morning. He thought to himself.“So do you want to hang out after work?” She nodded her head vigorously and kissed him again quickly before running off to her station.Mark smiled to himself as he headed to the employee locker room and changed into his swim trunks. As he dropped his shorts, he was hit with a whiff of a strong aroma: Allison’s. And his. He still had the musky scent of.