"Her hands stretched over his chest, down his firm abdomen, and towards his rising flag. She continued, "You remember my Uncle Raymond, Prince of Anti...ch? He most certainly remembered me, bold Louis. His wife, Constance, is but twenty years-old and very fetching, but I could see from their sidelong glances that not a few times had he spoken of me and the trysts we enjoyed so many years ago." It started innocently enough, as after you retired to our accommodations, they invited me to their. Good contraceptive charms were like gold these days, there was little non-military magic to spare and our leaders 'encouraged' as much procreation as possible. The death rates were just getting too frightening as this war stretched over generations. Both sides wanted a fresh pool of potential draftees and recruits for the next generation. A pregnant belly was now a ticket out of the war and back home for all female recruits and most couldn't wait to get theirs. The rest largely kept their needs. "Roquan stopped at the door and turned to face his friend. "And they do not already?"Doran actually laughed. "Perhaps. But I would appreciate you not giving them more reason to think as such!"Roquan smiled. "I will attempt such in the future."Doran drained the rest of his wine and regarded Roquan with wry amusement. "Somehow, I doubt you will succeed."The woman that lay upon the treatment table was one of Roquan's older and most experienced slaves. Yet even with all her experience, this once a. Aang knew where she'd probably be. In the middle of the lake, there was a small island, full with exotic trees, but there were no animals at all. Aang swam to the island and started shouting: 'Katara!'. After some shouts, she replied: 'Over here Aang, I'm in the water.' Aang followed her voice and reached the beach.Katara came out of the water, completeley soaked. She was wearing a swimsuit which Aang never saw before. The white cloth became transparant, so he could see her boobs and her.