Tamarilla stopped still for a moment reminded of her evil, former master Herbert, but she couldn't recall why. She shrugged off the bad feelings and t...ok the arm that the fisherman offered. The two made their way further and further down the dock while Alice tagged along, her attention on the fine painting that Pablo had done for her.Author's Note: Did you notice anything strange here? Like the fact that the ferries were only running from the Middle island, when in fact they were moored there. I didn't try to gather many furs, as they hadn't the value here as they did aboard a ship sailing for Macao. I needed no more furs than warmed my clothing or draped my bedding, all else was extra weight to drag across the mountains.We had to wait for the snows to melt and the spring torrents to subside, before we could continue my journey. Kodaco offered to journey with us, as he had the wanderlust of youth fermenting in his blood, and desired to see new places, and perhaps find an exotic bride. Later that day I called my wife and told her I had placed an ad seeking a lover for her. I asked her if she was upset and she replied no. The rest of the day she spent looking at all the responses. When I arrived home from work she had narrowed it down to three. We finally ***********ed her new lover and decided to send him an email the following day. I couldn’t believe she had finally relented and my fantasy was going to finally come true.The following day when I arrived home she was in a. “I wasn’t planning on staying here this long.” Serena turned to acknowledge me, smiling as she watched me sitting nervously, unsure of how to proceed. “Geez,” she blurted out in exaggerated exasperation after a few more awkward moments. “You’re going to make me do all the work huh?” Before I could respond, she stood up and moved to stand over me, gazing down with a look of carnal intent. At first I thought she was going to kiss me, but instead Serena gave me a forceful shove, pushing me.