”When we entered into the inn, the innkeeper, a scrawny, stick-like man with an eyepatch, laughed to see her. “Three hours late, and then you show...up looking and smelling like you’ve rolled around in a slaughterhouse? You’re done, princess. I replaced you already, two hours by.”The innkeeper pointed over his shoulder with a thumb, to the centre of the busy inn. There, four girls in multicoloured outfits with short, frilly skirts and bare bellies danced in whirling, teasing steps as a fiddler. How’s barbecue sound? From Ironworks?”“Good ... the kids will be thrilled.”Galena“This is nice,” she said, sipping her Cosmo.“Yes it is,” Jason said. “It’s become important enough that any of us will stop whatever we’re doing in time to attend.”“Considering what you’re likely to be doing, that’s saying something,” Andrea said.“Yeah,” Jason laughed.Galena downed her drink. Looking at the clock, she had time for another.“The same,” she said, smiling at the androgynous bartender.“Welcome to the. As she grabbed ahold of my throbbing prick, I let out a huge sigh and my body seemed to sink into her mattress. She started stroking slow at first then faster, then slow again, telling me she knew how to prolong my orgasm until she was satisfied. I could hear her soft moans and could see the blankets moving up and down as she rubbed me. I was in heaven, it felt so good to have someone else rubbing my cock instead of me doing it. Especially Kristen, who I felt so comfortable around and had. @@@@@@@@@@@Merris sat in her alley enjoying the sun on her face eating a pom. Things had gotten better with the change in season. Everyone felt awake and alive. The morning had been good. A new girl had came over to try her luck. She was just an innocent simple girl with no idea what to do, and appeared to be just a friendly girl next door. Her story was common, winter had been harsh, and some of her younger sibling almost didn’t make it. Now she wanted to help the family and there.