I started shooting the ones closest to us, working my way back. I couldn’t quite get all of them, and Lydia briefly struggled with one bandit face t... face.One of the cages contained a sabre tiger. I decided to practice dual casting some destruction magic, since the tiger was stuck inside. That worked well, and I quickly had some more cat ingredients. In the meantime the bandit leader down in the arena just kept walking around, hollering for a challenger to come face him. He definitely was under. I don't know what you're --" Do NOT lie to me." A scowl on her face, she lifted her feet andspun around until I was staring at her back. "Now, I'm alreadysure that you're wearing panties, I'm just curious as to whatcolour." A second later I heard her unzipping my shorts,followed by the sound of her delighted laughter. "Vivid purplesatin, French cut, with lace waist band -- very nice." Withoutzipping me back up, she spun the rest of the way around andstared me in the eye. "Now, do I have to take. She knew that if the younger, more fit women tried things on first, the older ones would balk completely, not wanting to be compared to their more curvaceous younger comrades. Then, when the more mature women were taken care of, Brenda brought out the hot stuff.The first things she showed the younger women were also corsets and basques. That was intentional too, because it reinforced in the older women's minds that ALL women could wear a corset or body stocking. Of course those Brenda showed. Pausing at the bedroom door, she juggles the plate and cup, then opens the door and steps into the bedroom. “Good morning sunshine”, she says while approaching the bed.Turning his head with a snap as he rolls over in the direction of the voice, he tries to make sense of things, in the midst of his sleepiness. Why, you’re here, wha? “Your egg and cheese bagel with a large O.J., your favorite,” was her matter of fact reply. He raises up on one elbow saying “here” indicating the juice. She.