'So, they have taboos on nakedness, here, too!' Béla thought, annoyed. 'Well, if he's upset with the way I dress, he'll just have to deal with it. Th... name of the place is "Eden", right?'"A bard is a minstrel that travels from town to town telling tales to entertain the town folk," Béla told him. "They tell stories and legends of gods and heroes and their great exploits. Some of them sing songs and play musical instruments." That sounds pretty exciting," he told her. "But we don't have anything. “Yes, three and a half million dollars.”“Holy fuck Dan, you don’t live like you’re a millionaire. With that kind of money, you’d think you’d have a big boat and a motor home in the driveway.”“Those are just expensive toys that I’d hardly ever use by myself. If I want to use anything like those, I’d rent them. There’s one trip I’d love to make and that’s to a NASCAR race at Daytona or to Florida, or the west coast.”“You can afford to now.”“Only if you’d go with me, honey.”“I’d love to go.”Karen. She moaned softly as she began to grind her hips into his hand. Herr moans began to grow louder as she neared orgasm. Derek slid a finger inside her wet pussy. She was warm and smooth. He began to grow hard just thinking about how she would feel around his cock. Jenny started bucking her hips as Derek fingered her. “oh my god I’m going to cum” she cried as her pleasure built up. Derek smiled as he slid another finger into her. Jenny nearly screamed as she came. After. ." Maybe if you spent the time you seem to waste questioning me on doingyour own job right then the data in the report wouldn't show you out tobe a bad worker."I winced again. My chest and stomach were turning over horribly."Are you even listening to me?" Yes. Sorry." I don't know why I waste my time on you."I sat uncomfortably, unsure what he wanted me to say and worried thatwhatever I said would spark off more hostility."Well go on then," he said. "I told you to leave." Er..." I frowned, sure.