”“Only for the time being?”“Until I’m no longer your Grace.”That was it. They clung to each other but neither said another word.They parte..., went to their own cars and drove to Terry’s home where Grace got her usual warm welcome.Terry was his responsible self after supper and went off to study. Grace went home not that long afterwards.“I like that girl more and more each time I see her,” Jean said to Roddy.“So I reckon does Terry,” Roddy grinned.“Well, I won’t stand in their way if anything. “Aaaaahhhh,” I said in bliss.My neighbor looked over as I stood there pissing, I gave her a smile then pushed my wet cock back into my jeans.I headed back inside just in time to hear the bathroom door open.“RAKESH!!” my sister shouted.I didn’t reply. I was still annoyed“RAKKEEESSSHHH!!” She shouted louder. “I forgot to get my towel, can you get me one?”I went up the stairs, grabbed a bath towel on the way and stood outside the bathroom door, my arm outstretched. “I have one here.”She poked her. And so on. Neither of us was in a great hurry, so we were fine with the idea, and away we went, no cares.She was not a real looker, but nice enough. I didn`t know her, but I figured she was bright. She had some kind of a research and teaching job, and was sort of known in the city. You know, rich enough that she worked at what she wanted, because she was interested in it. I didn`t care, but I`m sure I could have made a connection or two for work or whatever if I had wanted to press it. Even. Just north of Elanium are just icy, barren lands. Northern wastelands or just wastelands are they called, home to demons, orcs, undead, everything dark and bloodthirsty. Their inhabitants call it survival of the fittest, not much food to go around with no soil to grow it after all, but the self-proclaimed civilized races call it barbaric, evil even.South we find Tar'chi, or the great desert, home to most Beastkin, but best known by mankind for Zel'alka, an oasis of wonder and innovation. Here.