He wasn’t.. He wouldn’t..“Yes, I'll bring it back to you in a minute.”“Did you like what you saw?”He stared at what the message said. He c...uldn’t reply.“Answer me.”Again, he couldn’t reply, he was frozen in an instant.“If you want to see more, I’m right next door.”She had to be kidding.He shuffled his feet anxiously, glancing down at his phone and her text message. If you want to see more, I’m right next door. He couldn’t even bring himself to reply to the text and yet his feet had carried him. They are also great during a lap dance rubbing against my cockhead.I ripped off a couple of massive bong hits and headed out to the club. The clubs in my town are pasties and g-strings, but the girls are hot and friendly, and the lap dances are usually worth it. Extracurricular activities are also often available for the right price.I settled into my usual seat at the back of the club after tipping the DJ for a couple of songs and grabbing a pitcher of beer. A couple of my favorite dancers,. He has always been good to me. I will marry him tomorrow, and be a dutiful wife to him, but he can never be my Master, only you can be that,” Celia said with a sob.“Is that why you are here,” Gabe asked, “to tell me this?”“No, my Master,” Celia said, as she shook with fear and desire, “I am here to beg for one last gift from you. Will you hear a poor girl’s request?”The old Duke stood with clenched fists. He had long feared something like this. He had known since their time in the gardener’s. Nothing dangerous within ten clicks of us in any direction.”“Thank you, my friend. Arwen, summon the second wave. Let’s get the fortification started.”“Of course, Uncle John,” she replied with her usual delightful smile.The portal flared within the framework and soon the Mage teams along with the Mazdani and Azurans were filing through, pulling the various mentally levitated concrete berms we intended to set up our mini fortress with.“Cloak!” Arwen ordered as a minute later some form of scan.