Andrea spoke up and said, "I don't go down to the city much, especially at night. I'm afraid of the thieves and..." She paused and whispered the next ...art, "Bad men."Danica reached over and patted her hand, "You won't have to worry. We'll be with you, and our brave knight will defend us if we are accosted by ruffians, won't you Brandon?" Danica joked.Brandon laughed. "I feel better already. That's the first honest laugh I've had in a while."Danica stood up. "I'm paying. We'll cheer Brandon up. Shawn being with the Slattery woman made no sense, she as the genuine article, beautiful, graceful, poised, and elegant, Shawn was a clumsy dunder-headed fumbler. Listening to the woman and Shawn upstairs gave her an entirely different perspective on the kind of man he was. With women he was still a bumbling oaf, for sure, but he was so sincere, he stopped being some two dimensional nondescript CID robot, and emerged as a real person with warmth and feeling, even tenderness. She was glad she. But she was such a naughty girl. Combined with her incredibly hot body — her small but perfectly shaped tits, tight ass, and incredibly long and shapely legs, and she was every guy's wet dream. He loved the way men ogled her whenever they went out. She was so fucking sexy.Despite his orgasm just a few moments ago, Mike felt himself beginning to harden again. Reluctantly he pulled away. "I've got to get going if I'm going to catch my plane."Jen pouted. She was already missing him. "I wish you. His was a striking figure still, looming over most men at near seven feet tall. Once he was a great warlord in the days before Empire, the days of the League of Sieti-Kha and the beginnings of expansion. Even now, at nearly eighty, Andath of Coor had an unbent figure and musculature still formidable, a man said to be blessed by Bellei-Kauz, Lord of War and Destruction, Himself. Steely eyes, a full head of shoulder-length snow white hair, and a face chiseled from a rich olive with razor sharp.