My mind snapped back when I refocused on Karen. I figured that she was about five or so years older than me, and in great shape. We were about the sam... size, she was probably an inch shorter than me. Her hair was streaked blond. From my initial introductions, that seemed to be by far the color of choice, at least some shade of blonde. I stood out as the only pure brunette. Her bikini bottoms were at least as low cut as mine, she had no hint of stretch marks. Her boobs were about my size, and. The next showedher escorting them aboard a road builder vehicle, then stepping offalone before the bug left through the portal."She sent them there?" I asked."We believe she did. But we can't find her to ask why," confirmed Lydia."Do you have any idea why she would do such a thing? Or why Hub andSylvia would take the actions they have?" No but I definitely will find out," I promised. "Do you know whereSylvia is now?" She likes the Diner. But lately she's been hanging out with herbrother." I'm. They were tall, muscular young men poised for battle and dressed very similar to Ulrike. A leather vest overlaid in chain mail covered their chests. A scant leather garment covered their groin area, and leather boots adorned their feet with crisscrossed leather straps running up their legs. A scabbard for their iron sword hung from a leather belt, and a small dagger fit into a pocket on one boot. Ulrike carried a bronze dagger. It was inferior in strength to iron, but it had been her mother’s. Elaine loved to watch Lana whip males; she also loved the way she ensured they were left in no doubt that they would be whipped, they would know pain, and they would give her whatever she wanted. Elaine often brought the more 'difficult' of her male clients here; hard-nosed businessmen and people with jobs high up in the public sector, Gordon was not in this league, but Elaine's sadistic streak needed sating. She had not seen her friend wield her graceful whip for a while, and wanted to see a.