I took her in and poured us drinks. Without many words, it got really hot and much more intimate on my couch. Needless to say, my hands and lips moved...across her nubile body, as if I was playing an instrument.She was "moaning" and "cooing" like no woman ever has before, so I continued on, trying to give her a sexual memory she would never forget.I slowly removed her clothes right there on the sofa, using every part of my being to pleasure every part that came into view. Licking and kissing her. When Riana squealed again, Wynne turned back, tiredly, and bent over the end of the bed again."Push now, my dear. You can do it."And Riana did; her face screwed up, in pain or concentration I couldn't be sure, and suddenly Wynne was holding a tiny, bloody, squalling infant. Riana collapsed back in relief, and spat out the leather strip, holding out her arms for her baby; Wynne carefully tied the cord and cut it, wrapping the baby in a towel and handing it to the exhausted mother."It's a. I just figured that they knew that I would look funny bringing in a cartload of fruit to the city with my sword in tow. Every single one, though, gave Meri a strange glance, one that I could not interpret. I hoped that it was just that she was a girl acting as my page instead of a boy. When we left each cart, I would grill Meri on each. I wanted to know numbers of baskets, type of produce, how much they would expect to sell for, and how much that they would get. The last couple she didn't know. Scowling, the shemale said, "What?" Use your hands to hold your tits together," she said."I don't have four hands," Tiffany objected, sarcasm all but dripping from her words. As soon as she'd uttered the fatal words, she wished she hadn't, for she sprouted another pair of arms, complete with hands."Now you do," Charisma observed with a chuckle. "Make sure you put them to good use."For a second, Tiffany considered refusing to comply with Charisma's directive. Who the hell did the bitch think she.