Her eyes were a sparkling hazel color, and her body was lithe, with lovely long legs and a tight bottom that accentuated itself when she wore her tigh... cutoff jeans as she often did during the hot afternoon hours.Despite her slender body, she had full firm breasts that pressed up tight against her shirt, making my manhood thicken whenever I thought too much about how they must look naked, and what her nipples would feel like rolling about between my lips with me slowly sucking on them. My. I don’t wish particularly to be involved with the standard gay scene and will quite happily visit the capital to re-immerse myself on the fetish scene. However, I do not wish to be the lonely single man so oft seen at such events and royally fleeced for the privilege of being allowed to attend such events. Thankfully I have the budget to ‘hire’ a glamorous escort, all being well if ‘she’ was a convincing “shemale.” All the better. If a genuine companion can not be found; hired help to gain a. .. I understand,” Gillen sighed, her mind moving back to the friends she’d so recently lost. Strangely, they’d died by fire as well though a fire which was at least marginally more natural than the one claimed to have taken the woman’s mother. She shook her head as she realized she considered mage-fire to be more natural than a dragon. Prejudices were difficult to discard but she had to admit every eye witness account sounded eerily similar.“So, you’ve actually seen one,” Gillen pressed. There was an old guy doing some rowing in the corner, some guy with headphones doing leg press, and then there were two big muscly guys standing by one of the machines just talking. The closest guy had a shaven head, dark eyebrows, and a tight black shirt that showed his ripped muscles very clearly. The other guy was in a green tank top, equally as large, but had short blond hair that was spiked enough to tell me that he was somewhat of a jock. They both looked about mid 20s, and looked over at.