Apparently, using the wonder that is the cell phone network, the evening had grown from an intimate informal get-together to a formal party while I wa... not looking. I said that of course they could attend and stay at the Casa long as they liked. “Your cousin is looking forward to seeing you,” I said regarding Marta. I would drive Qwit and pick up Zar on the way to the Casa. Qwit was especially excited, Marta cooked wonderful meals, and she was sure to be very entertaining, especially to him,. That’s the reason I’ll let your comment slide for now. Let’s follow Athea and see how long her tender mood lasts,” Hassika replied grinning as well.Ipochone’s temple in Paras was a beautiful and impressive building. High walls of granite and marble surrounded a spacious garden. Two women dressed in deep red gowns greeted the group when they entered the elegant open portal.“I welcome you in the name of the Goddess of Love. May I ask for the reason of your visit?” One of the two young women. Licking his lips he watches her shirt move up slightly, her pants slide lower, exposing the small of her back and the finger print bruises, and the still somewhat fresh red bite mark. His hand covers his mouth to stifle a moan, his cock now hard in his pants. Shaking his head, smiling, curious about this woman. Climbing up, she swings her leg over the top of the bunk and feeling their eyes upon her, she moves even slower than she was because of the aches and pains from the past few days, but. ‘I remember dinner. He shocked me with how cordial he was. He was a gentleman, and he was smart and engaging. I remember dancing. He was surprisingly graceful and light on his feet. I used to love dancing, but my career put a halt to that… I’m certain I had a wonderful time. What does Frank think of me now? He’ll probably tell the whole office I’m a slut. Anything to cost me the promotion. Maybe he won’t. He did bring me my clothes. What the fuck do I do?’ Susan let out a sigh and turned off.