I moved to get busy with whatever I was to be doing as I entered what was known as the milk house. The paint on the interior walls was supposed to be ...hite, I assumed, but was a bit dingy in places yet kept clean. I could tell. It was cool, felt damp in there, almost uncomfortable cool but the kind of coolness that reminded me of my grandparents root cellar.I passed by a closet that held equipment moaning and sucking and wheezing. I would learn these were the vacuum pumps running the milking. They’d decided upon some sort of strategy to go looking for the healer’s companion – apparently a young elf named Arathea. I was still worried about her – not only that she was alone somewhere, but also that she might have been coerced to go with Larus. He seemed like such an arrogant jerk sometimes, though he had helped us when we needed it, so it was hard to be certain. Maybe he just has terrible interpersonal skills. One way or the other, if they found the poor woman, I resolved to get her. ”“Yeah, she’s good. I’ll feel comfortable letting her step in for a while.”The boss stood and offered his hand. “Done!”“Thanks, Jerry, I really appreciate your understanding. I’ll just stop by Steff’s office and fill her in on what’s happening in my department.”“Yeah, you do that. And call me if I can help with anything, Okay?”“You bet. See you in a couple of weeks.”Merlin gathered up a few personal things from his office and stuffed them into his briefcase before tapping on Steffany Thomas’. I want to know that you are serious about this.Candy quickly took of her shorts showing me a bare pussy. She pulled the shirt off her head revealing her pink nipples. She climbed in to bed and snuggled next to me for warmth. Me – I'm not going to do anything to hurt you. If you want to stop at any time, just tell me.Candy – I will tell you if I want you to stop, but I know I won't.With that I kissed her lips. Slowly and tenderly at first. Then I allowed my tongue to lick her lips. She opened.