.. not a nice place to live. My mother worked when she could as a servant in some of the shops and things, and my father was a drunk. There was never ...nough coin to support all of us. I had an older brother and a younger sister, and most weeks, we were very close to starvation. Even the other elves looked at us with pity. Half the time we lived on the street, begging to survive."I was surprised at the completely flat tone he maintained during his entire speech. Uncomfortable as the subject. We both watched the approach curiously, wondering who was showing up.To my surprise it was a young woman that had driven up and she was alone. I worried a bit about her being offended by our nudity but that wasn't a problem--as soon as the reached the pool her clothing came off and she slid into the water with a smile.Lisa was one of those free spirit types I had long found interesting. She told us how she was taking time off from college traveling around the country to see the sights and meet. His cock stirred as his eyes ran over the busty women before him. He didn’t bother hiding his leers as he knew the naive women wouldn’t notice.Real Name: Louisa DevilleCodename: Lacey DuvalleAge: 25Height: 6’Race: African-AmericanEyes: BrownHair: BlackBreast Size: DDistinguishing Features: The most athletic of Charles’s agents, her firm muscles in no way detract from her femininity; lips meant for sucking cock; and a throat that could double as a fucking vacuum cleaner; pierced nipples; and the. They dueled at length before Janet pulled back and sighed.“Think we can cancel the staff meeting, Sandi?”Sandi groaned. “They’re already on their way. We’ll have to straighten up, Miss Crandell.”“Why, Sandi! How can you call me `Miss Crandell,’ when I’m standing here with your pussy juice on my face? Call me Janet, OK?”The two women hugged. I was forgotten, my semi-stiff cock still hanging out of my shorts.“And you,” Janet said to me, “put that thing away. It’s caused enough ‘trouble’ for.