" They are trying to decide whether or not to risk fighting their way into the cave," Donnar replied nonchalantly. "It seems there is a powerful ... n..., I couldn't have heard that right!" What?" Myka demanded crossly when the Gnome stopped speaking."It seems that they are afraid that they have stayed too long in this area," he continued, confused even as he translated. "Most of them think they should leave, either immediately or after blocking us in the cave. They fear the Dark Sorcerer will. Finally one day whe we were just sitting around talking I brought up the subject of watching another man fuck her. She was shocked at first that I would really want to watch something like that and felt that I would get jealous watching another man fuck her. I assured her that it was just sex and I would not be jealous. At this she started to get mad thinking I didn't care for her but after a long discussion she finally agreed. She said that if it would make me happy she would do it but I think. I'd soon give up, like if in heaven. That was too much stimulating to stand, as this got to its momentum. I got totally inhibited and modesty was no longer something I could rely on. I felt like if grass tea had been passed around freely in a party, instead of coffee. Suddenly, I felt something wet on one foot, so I opened my eyes to find out what it was: Michael was kissing it, he then moved on to the other one. I didn't know what to do, if to complain, but wished this to continue. I got home from work and was showering in the mud room when, as usual, I heard Mom call out, "That you, Hut?"Like always when I looked toward the door, there was Mom with a light robe on today - she must not have been hot enough in the house to strip down like she often did - watching me thru the translucent curtain. I said, "Yes Mom, it's me. I don't know why you always ask that when, before I can even answer, you can see me thru the curtain."I was twenty at the time and was used to a fair.