“They were flanked by Prince Reinhold’s forces and you lost a third of their numbers.”It was Shevoin, my father’s master mage. I crept forward...to the edge of the crevasse, staring out at my father’s study from my low perspective. His desk towered over me. The black-robed, older man stood before the desk, his face pale, his liver-spotted hands rubbing together before him. My father sat at his desk, hands clasped before him. He looked even paler than usual, all the color drained from him, his. " Do I have to put my top back on now?" she asks me, teasing me with her eyes."Oh, so you're going to be a teasing wench, are you?" I ask her."Only for you, honey, only for you." She says, as she pulls it back on overher head. "So, when do we start packing up some of our old things so we cantake them in for exchange?" Any time you want to get started." I answer."Then let's go get started when we've had another cup or two of coffee andwe'll take a shower and clean up after we get enough things. Better go in. Sorry he’s not in a better mood.” I looked at the secretary. She nodded her head toward the open door and I stepped up to it.“Come in. Come in! I don’t bite. I’m impressed with your paper on Manon. I’m actually anxious to hear what you have to say about it after you see the production.”“I can’t believe you actually read and remember my paper. There are at least two hundred people in that class,” I said.“Yes, and it’s only one class. Fortunately, Music Theory and Tenor Voice do not. He has a zero sexual desire. He does not fondle my boobs. I tried repeatedly to arouse him by applying japani oil on his dick but I failed.” I asked her,“Then how are you controlling your sex hunger?” She said, “Only through repeated cold water baths.” I was very sad to know this. I said her, “Although you are my bahu and I am your maternal uncle-in-law, yet if at all you agree, I am wholeheartedly ready to satisfy your sex hunger.”She at once agreed to my proposal and said, “Mama, your nephew.