But before I give you my answer, I have one condition.”Frank and Jerry looked at each other in confusion. Jerry turned to his long-time employee and...said, “Uh, Merlin, I wonder if you understand what Mr. Whitney is offering you here. You can’t be putting any conditions on a chance like this.”Merlin stood straight and took a deep breath. “But I’m afraid I must.”Whitney, looking slightly irritated, asked, “And what is that condition, Merlin?”“It has to do with staffing. I want Steffany Thomas to. I didn't realize it but the women from the apothecary had come out and listened to my speech and explanations. Holly and the healing priestesses with her announced they were coming with me and the villagers. I hadn't thought about medical services and quickly felt disappointed I'd not thought about the care of the men after the battle. Holly was a trained medic and it wouldn't surprise me if she already had medical kits stored safely away in the apothecary shop. They seemed somewhat surprised. And their hairy, flabby buttocks were no advertisement to any but the most desperate of men of a certain proclivity.The most comfortable and the most lucrative of fucks were those in the back of cars, although even to someone as naÔve of the nature of economics as Tracey it was fairly clear that car ownership was nowhere near as universal in Gomorrah as it was back home. These were driven by men who were rather better dressed than the average client, even though the cars scarcely spoke to. Next day, I visited again when Sherbanu had gone shopping. Rani was washing up at the kitchen sink and I said that I’d give her a hand. She was wearing a tight, white sari and her big tits (40 size) were jutting out, stretching the thin fabric. I couldn’t resist any longer and grabbed them from behind. She was taken completely by surprise and let out a scream. She was shocked, not angry. “Sherbanu will murder you if she catches you carrying on like this.” she said.“It’s more your husband that.