. well, wow.”Kyle said, “I agree. We were just having a night out from working so hard.”I asked, “What do you do?”Kyle laughed, “Detective... Sarasota PD.”Mark said, “Security and alarm equipment. Just got started. Kyle and I went to high school together, and just recently got back in touch thanks to Facebook.”I glanced at Marcie who gave me a big smile. She said, “I think you might have some interesting discussions with these two, huh?”Kyle said, “What do you mean?”Marcie said proudly, “Bob’s a. Be seated otherwise you will be hurt and so will the female”. The door had opened enough to reveal two figures dressed in black overalls - humans, one male one female. Each carried what looked like a cattle prod. I beckoned to Luke to come sit back down. The figures came in and stood next to each of us, cattle prods held menacingly. A deep female voice came from the door opening. “Stand up, follow us. Now.” The speaker was also dressed in black, Tall, thin, a rough looking, cruel face was. Another submissive would view such things far more objectively than any man. She was starting to worry, she did not want her skills scrutinized by another submissive, nor did she want to give a man a better time than his own submissive could give; yet she did not want to let herself or him down by not meeting the standard the submissive set, whatever that standard was.Just as she was beginning to panic about the situation he jerked her lead and she moved forward to the cock. Her face had yet to. This is Carthalo, a friend, saved my life in fact. Hadvar said solemnly. Uncle, wed better get inside. Hadvar insisted. Alright, alright. Alvor conceded, lets go. Following the big burly blacksmith, they made their way down the gangplank walk leading from the smithy to the house and stepped inside. Carthalo was impressed with how cozy and comfortable the place was. There were three beds and on top of one sat a young, demure looking girl Carthalo guessed to be around fourteen, she was tall and.