“But we have certain needs, and fulfilling those needs keeps us in top condition and ready to protect our fragile women.”“Okay, so you have a bu...ch of whores in your village. Congratulations. You certainly showed me something I’ve never seen before. Can we go now?” you ask irritably.“Not so fast, huntress,” he replies.“Don’t call me a huntress. I’m a hunter, just like you and the other men.”“Not so fast, huntress,” he repeats. “These aren’t just whores who do nothing but dance and fuck.. "Defer the next 51 deliveries and start them again the week we move into the house. It's a wonderful gift, Grace."Tears misted in Grace's eyes. "Yes it is." She leaned and brushed my lips with hers. "Thank you." Don't thank me. Thank James." The situation was spiraling into a tangled mess. Now Grace associated the gift with me, not James. Not my intent, dammit."I will," Grace said, "if he walks away from Deanna's setup." What will you do if he doesn't? Return the gift?" I said.Grace's smile. I could see Paige's long pale legs under a denim skirt, the deep v of her cleavage. Her hair was long and loose and I immediately imagined how it would feel wrapped around my cock, how I would jack myself with it, how I would twist her fine pink nipples until she begged for me to stop. I was hard instantly.I heard Emily setting up Paige on the couch with the extra blankets, and then they both started laughing even louder. I crept down the stairs to watch and couldn't believe what I saw. The. I looked around and saw John approaching. He chastely hugged Suzanne and respectfully shook my hand. Then he confidently motioned to the bartender. The waitress scurried over with a drink as we were all sitting back down at the little table. John whispered something to her as she set his drink in front of him.As she left he said, "I'm sure you two have discussed things since I left you — any thing you need to tell me?"Suze and I looked at each other, neither of us willing to be the one to.