"Now, little man. Tell us what you know, and be quick about it. Don't even try to lie, or it will be the last thing you ever do." D... Don't! I'll tel... you." The little thief's face turned a sickly yellow white, beaded with sweat. "The word's been passed that there's a nice reward out, with no questions asked, for a man traveling with a girl, maybe disguised as a couple of priests, and for a big hill man traveling by himself who's wanted for heresy. I thought you looked kinda like hill men, so. You know why Sal hates me so much, don't you? Because of you — Sal wanted you so bad and you chose me.They gave you the choice — see, they knew too and were running a book on it. And you chose my room. God, my heart sang that first night. I never touched you. I wasn't game, thought I'd frighten you away.But then I heard you. Do you remember? You were crying, trying to do it silently, but I heard you. And I held you and stroked you, soothed and caressed you till you slept.Tonight this room seems. I would hate to have to find a new master.” Zanyia gave me a toothy grin. “Where would I find one with a cock as amazing as yours?”I grinned back at her. “You know just what to say, don’t you?”“I’m your slave, Master. Swelling your ego is part of the job!” Then she sprang onto the nearby stocks occupied by a naked woman with gray hair. She leaped to the next one, yowling like an angry bobcat.I took a deep breath as violent light exploded to the right. I winced as more innocents died. I wished I. "Home, of course."She murmured something and instead of leaning back she put one hand behind my neck and drew me to her and planted her lips on mine. Her tongue probed my mouth and soon it made contact with mine. I hesitated for a moment before I let my tongue imitate hers. I had never thought of kissing my mother. Fuck her? Yes. But kiss her? Never. It was nice and it made my cock twhich and my hand move by it's own will. Up to her breasts and take one of them in a soft hold. I could feel her.