”“All right, I’ll stop pushing. I wish you’d wear some armor, though.”Katrin frowned. “Bards are supposed to be arcane mages, right?”“...hat’s what Lastal said, anyway.”“Well, if most arcane mages are affected by metal the way wizards are, wouldn’t my bardic abilities stop working? Besides, your armor is heavy. Even your chainmail by itself. I don’t think I could wear something like that.”“What about a gambeson, like what Venni’s wearing? It doesn’t have metal, except for the buckles. She can. I lathered it with suds, began massaging and stroking it as I imagined Clara performing a strip-tease for me. If Alyssa looked mature for her age, my daughter Clara was downright womanly. I dont really remember her developing into a woman. One day, I just noticed her broadened hips, her B-cup breasts, her full lips. Most of all, I fantasized about Claras amazing ass. Few women of any age are endowed with such a distinctive, rounded behind. My Clara was sexier than her mother, who still turned. She was wearing a transparent sari and a see through blouse with no bra. Her stomach was completely exposed as both her hands were raised. Kakaji stopped sweeping and stared at her and was pressing his cock through his lungi. Asha was acting very casual. She grabbed her pallu and wiped her face with it and this was exposing her entire blouse and stomach to Mani Kaka. It was a really beautiful sight. She then took a chance and called kakaji to help her with a cloth. Kakaji got the cloth and. It was dressed just in underwear: abright blue corset and stockings and the hoops of crinoline underskirts,parted at the front, and waved a sparkling wand. Despite the clothingand the pretty feminine flutter of the fairy's eyelashes, it was veryobvious to Cinders that this was a male fairy from the prodigiousmanhood that hung between its stockinged legs."Who are you?" said Cinders, aghast."Why, I'm your fairy godmother," the fabulous creature replied in a singsong voice, "and I'm here to make.