She wasn't there; anticlimax! I left a message; asked her to call me.My mobile rings, it's her number."Gwenda?" Joseph! How's things?"Her voice, as ev...r, is deep, soft, warm, and has laughter in it."Well fine. I'm glad I reached you," I can almost see her putting her head on one side and pursing her lips in the way that she does when she's confronted with a problem. I can sense her thinking, 'get to the point'."Sorry I wasn't there earlier, I was... , well there's always stuff going on. I've. ‘Puppet I am to tired. That part can soak itself clean. Just let me sit like this for awhile.’ He realised she was laughing when she said ‘Lady Azziza will kill you my lord when she sees you brought half the desert into her holy bath. You left a trail of sand.’ He smiled too and said ‘I will just tell her who build her holy bathroom.’ and then felt his eyelids drop and his last concious thought was how good it was between Rosebud’s thighs and breasts even when it was sitting up in a bath. “Selene, what are you doing here? How did you find me?”“The feather you left me, it began to glow and pointed in your direction. I knew I would find you if I followed it. Who ... who are you?! What are you?!”“I’ll explain all of those later, I have to finish this battle now. Just please stand back and—”“Look out!” she interrupted, drawing his attention back to Abaddon. The Demon was heavily wounded, but he was on his feet and had his finger pointed at them.“Die traitor! Demon Art: Abyss Blast!”. Just like Trent had ordered. "Sure, but I'd like to see that for myself". Nico was ashen. He was facing towards the window, so it wasn't just Trent and the neighbouring tables that might see, but anyone passing by. He reached down, subtly tugging at the silky material, bringing the shorts up an inch or so. Trent could make out the dark shadow of his cockhead just behind the hem, already glistening a little. "Maybe just a little bit more" Trent coaxed. He shifted slightly, unable to close.