Dierdre was busy sucking her boss, but her hand slide up the stockinged leg of the woman next to her. It was so firm and hard. As she got to top of he... legs she slide her hand between her legs and could feel the wet thong the woman wore. Dierdre took her head off her bosses cock and looked into the eyes and of the woman and smiled. She had never had a woman touch her like that before. Touch her inner legs and her pussy like that. It was erotic and thrilling. She spread her legs as the young. I swivelled to face Vander, studying his face, his hair, delicately sniffing the air to see if I could detect the scent of decomposition. I couldn’t smell anything, but something about the way the elf stood, back ramrod straight, expression blank, almost like he wasn’t seeing... Aedan had kept talking, unaware of my internal dialogue and my budding awareness. I interrupted him as he started talking about the Baroness, addressing the body in the room that I was more and more sure wasn’t the home. The Krell were going to do something and she shouldn’t be afraid of it. The elder began to speak again, his booming voice echoing throughout the temple.“We accept you among us, become as kin.”The elder dipped his hand into one of the clay pots, coating his fingers in dye, and then moved towards Sleethe. He drew runes on her partner’s pale belly, intricate, calligraphic text that Lena could not parse. It was as much art as writing, undeniably sophisticated, and yet oddly brutish and tribal. He. The move was thrust upon us at the last moment. It is going to take a while to get it all sorted out.”“Yes, so I gathered down in Pasadena,” I replied.“Oh, you been down there?”“Yes, and I’m none too happy about it,” I answered.“None of us here have any idea what that was all about,”“Unfortunately, I do, and some heads will be rolling because of it.”“Oh, here is Stark,” noticing a woman walking up to us.The woman looking irritated, “How many do I have to tell you? It’s Doctor Stark. I’m not.