I spotted an interesting entry for "One Pair Gloves (?)" I decided to bring the God's Gloves along as well, because you never know.I paid the storage ...ees. Not too bad, considering most of my armor was still at the Smith. That would have to be my next stop.A rush of air announced the arrival of my favorite Poet and Muse- Blaster."Gareth! You look well!" The brown robed Muse said, sitting beside me."Blaster! Good of you to come, old friend, this looks like it will be important," As the barkeep. ” She looked momentarily coy. We stared at each other until she became disconcerted. “If you’ll turn round now I’ll finish getting my swimsuit on.” “I’d rather watch.” My boldness astounded me. She was inquisitive and direct, responding, “Is that because you like me?” “Very much … for quite awhile.” “Why haven’t you ever asked me out?” “I thought you’d say no.” “I wouldn’t have.” My heart leapt. I didn’t know how to respond. Susan slowly lowered her towel. “You didn’t just say you liked me. Even with the layers of light turquoise and purple material flowing over her body, her tits jiggled and swayed with every step, and small patch of her blonde pubic hair was unmistakable. I went and found our host and he confirmed that it was Christina and that the other harem girl brought her here for revenge and to stick around after everyone left. The guests started to arrive with assorted costumes. Everything from just your basic toga, to very detailed and intricate outfits. The evening was. She was dressed in warm night clothes: a pair of sweat pants and a relatively loose t shirt. Her hair was loose and fell in lazy tresses about her shoulders. What is it about a woman in comfortable old clothes that makes them look so sexy? ‘Find anything worth watching?’ I asked, trekking to the far end of the room to drop my bag. ‘Yeah. A lot, actually.’ She said, pulling different titles out and examining them. ‘Wanna watch one with me?’ ‘Sure.’ Do I want to watch one with you? I’d be content.