I am told you can smith it.’ ‘I can smith…very nearly anything. I can even smith armor purposed for the old Naxxramas. Do you have the materials... on you?’ Boastful. Impatient. Yet matter of fact. Certainly not deliberately rude. ‘Yes, Lady, I do…’ D’Dea took a step forward, handed a sizeable gunnysack to the draenei. It was no harder for the draenei to take the cubit-and-half bag of ingots and ores than it was for her to hand them to her. It was a bit of an adjustment, actually, handing the. After a short while he spoke asking where I was going etc.I had thought Eric may have came over to interject but no, the randy sod just sat still and kept a few glances across every now and then to see what was going on.It soon became evident this guy was chatting me up!My inner slut took over and I began flirting with him. My nips stiffened as we chatted and I made sure he was getting a really good look at my legs.The small talk soon turned to heavy flirting and compliments."I like your ankle. Waydifferent than, uh ....." I stammered."Trust me," she replied, "these will fit you perfectly."And she was right. When I got home and tried them on, in the privacy ofmy own room and with the door locked, they did fit me pretty well - theyrode below the bottom of my tummy so they didn't slip down as I walkedaround. But gosh, did they look different on me - you could see myrounded tummy swelling out over the top - fully exposed - and when Ilooked at myself in the mirror and turned around you. She laughs "you’re a great guy Joe, how are things with Sarah." "Not so good it’s like all the passion is gone" I tell her. "That’s too bad you deserve to be happy". I reply “so do you”.“So what’s with the robe?” I asked. she smiled a wicked grin “I felt like trying to seduce you”She looked into my eyes and I watched as her tongue tip wetted her lips. I couldn't resist her inviting lips any longer. I took her chin in my hand lifting her chin I bent my head down kissing her lips. Her lips seemed.