What... what is this place?"She frowns. "You're not from the trading ships? You've never been to Tol Galadhon before, have you?" Tol... no, I've never...heard of it."She looks at you for several seconds, seemingly not sure what to do. "You're human though, right? Human male, two legs, penis, all that?"A bit shocked by her shameless mention of your genitalia, you nod. "Yeah... human male... why?" Well", she hesitates. "You know what I am?" A girl I would assume." Yes, but I'm an elf."You look at. Jesus, Kel, I'm going to be fighting off the guys all night!" No, you won't. I'm all yours tonight. For dancing, anyway," she laughed."Where are your folks?" I asked."They had this thing, Dad's company. They're down on the Cape, won't be home until three or four in the morning. They've requested your parents get some extra pics." No problem. We'll need this, though." Good thing I went with the wrist corsage, there wouldn't have been much material for a pin-on one. That dress had spaghetti. I thought back to the things I'd already gotten her, and pretty much anything would have looked great on that spectacular body of hers, but my mind immediately went to one of my favorites."How about that cherry-red sleeveless turtleneck and the denim mini?" Okay, that should be nice." And the blue satin bra and panties underneath," I said, feeling my recently-spent dick give a little twitch as I thought about those sexy garments."Alright."I made her go and take a shower in her own en-suite. Wentworth must be very happy here," I said. "Well Mr. Wentworth doesn't spend much time here. In fact, he is gone much more than he is home," she said with a soft sigh. "Oh? What does Mr. Wentworth do that would take him from such a palatial home as this?" I asked. "Well, my husband is involved in many things - oil, investments, and such. You see, we come from what is commonly referred to as 'old money', meaning that we were born into money. My husband learned how to manage investments and he.