“Enough, Balki”. A shaped, blue eyed youth with indistinct animalistic feature scolded. “Take example from Nyan, Buggens and Lim. They, too, don...��t like the flavor of the unripe Blood Red Grape, but they keep their opinions to themselves because they know the fruits are necessary to sustain the physiques in the harsh environment of the first Savage Cave!”The group of youngsters was none other than Yurnal’s youngest apprentices and son.Baby Yimin grew up to have a striking resemblance to his. He gently rubbed her nipple between his thumb and index, her soft moans starting to make him hard. Her back arched, pushing her breasts more towards him, his mouth coming down on her left nipple, sucking gently on the tender skin. Ahava felt like her body was on fire; his touch was like small lightning bolts shooting through her system. She chewed her lower lip, feeling his hand move between her legs. She parted her knees, giving him full access to her untouched rose. She knew he could smell. You’re gay, but do you have to be so reckless? Every weekend you sleep with a new set of strangers. Every Sunday you sleep through services, because you were out late with debauchery the night before. You can barely get yourself out of bed in time for lunch. It’s about time you reformed your ways.’ ‘I don’t need a sermon.’ ‘If you won’t listen to me, then listen to those health centers you guys have. Get one of their pamphlets on risk reduction. They say the same thing I do. Use protection, get. “There’s one of those in the shrine in the basement of the tower, it used to belong to Father’s lover, Lady Te’thalas.” Veir gave him a sidelong glance, “This is a different one, right?”“Yes, this is a different one,” answered Kal. “Kithana showed me the shrine.” Though he didn’t mention it to the harpy, the sprite also told him of Prentas’s gruesome accounts of each of his friend’s deaths. Despite the awful tale, Kal was happy the ancient mage turned his sorrow into a drive to make things.