"I'll play your game — but only if you tell me you love me, say it the way Sasha used to say it." I'm begging her, breathless from twenty years of f...ntasy and lust for this girl's mother. "Say it like your mother used to say it. Say, I love you, Mick. Say it as she said it when she meant it."She parodies her mother's tone, the regional accent Sasha and I share but which a childhood raised in Wales has erased from Robyn's bloodline. "Oh, Mick. I tossed and turned all last night, knowing we would. Usually it was played in the bathroom or bedroom late at night. In rural areas it might be played in a field or in the barn or other out building.The game was suitable for boys: It was very much a male thing, mostly played by boys aged 14 to 16. Sometimes a girl would be invited to participate but only in a special role which made her the center of attention.The game was played with eleven participants: When dice were used in the game there would have to be eleven male participants, ten of whom. He shook hishead, 'Get a grip on yourself old boy. Something like that would becompletely daft.'The old man spoke once more to the girl. "Ah, that's where you're wrongDannie! There was this young wizard I played who was a sheer geniuswhen it came to playing this game. He beat me, and I was a graciousloser, unlike some apprentice that shall not be named. I even let himhave a reward being such a worthy opponent."The girl snorted. "You let the poor bastard win! You knew what he woulddo with that. He closed his free hand around Tanith’s right hand and placed it upon his brow. “Cast your best truth-seeking magic on me,” he demanded. “I’m certain your goddess loves such spells as much as She likes this.” He pumped Lilith’s erection some more, causing the dark elf to writhe and moan despite the glares she tried to level at Carver.“You are an intriguing opponent, Master Carver,” Tanith said, uttering a simple syllable. A spark arced between her fingertip and Carver’s forehead.“I am prepared.