“They added seasonings from the wild islands. This restaurant is famous here in the city. It commands a high price only diplomats or nobles can ea... here. Oddly enough it’s a spy house for the Sisterhood.”Janis leaned in. “You know this?”“Yes.” Marcos said openly. “They don’t spy on Menthino. Mavvus has a majority of diplomatic missions from City-states, much more than Dar Delis for obvious reasons. I allow the Sisters to do it here.”“I see, so they are in your debt for the information. I wanted one of those for myself, and blurted thatout.They both laughed, in a joyful way.Michelle continued. "He and I always get together when he's in town." Indeed, we do," Peter said. "I've known Michelle for years. Sheworked with Josie for a short while, many years ago, and soon joined usin the lifestyle clubs we belonged to."Michelle interjected. "I'm a chemist, like Josie was."I nodded my understanding."Careers moved us further apart for many years," Peter continued, "butwe've always. ‘You can.’ he whispered and he leaned back to give her the access she needed. Her nimble fingers soon unbuttoned his shirt and bared his chest to caress the soft hair on it. This was the chest she had seen the start of in the pictures, one that didn’t hide the primordial man under smooth skin. Something that showed some beast. With a little help from him she undid his pants and pulled them down with his shorts onto his knees to reveal his erection. She watched it for a moment before caressing. William's arms were scrawnyin comparison. They were far too thin.William did find himself chuckling a bit at a joke the man cracked, butsoon found himself getting off and heading towards his brand new blackBMW M6 Coupe, and a few moments later, he was navigating city streets enroute to the south side of the city. The denim shorts he had put onprior to leaving felt a bit tight ... it constrained his bulge quiteunpleasantly, and rode up a bit on the seam of his leg. But it did letthe air.