" "Sorry," I mumble, slowly lifting my tired body off the sofa beforeheading to the kitchen to help the elderly woman prepare dinner. "Just,you know, ...ong day..." Sitting on a sofa all day playing games? Very tiring," grandma sayswith a derisive snort of laughter."I- never mind..." I sigh. As much as I love my grandmother, and as muchas I rely on her support, she's hardly the most sympathetic person inthe world. Still, at least I know that unlike some members of my family,she actually cares. "No, I was just watching what was going on." He looked back and forth between Devlin and Emma. "Both of you? Or one at a time?" Devlin first," Emma said, turning to go. "She can't stay all night. You and I can do it afterwards as many times as we like." I'm Jules," he said, holding out his hand by way of introduction."Devlin," she replied, shaking it. She ran her fingers through the silver hairs on his chest. It looked wiry, but felt so smooth. Playfully she scratched his nipples, feeling him. There weren't held together with mortar but a shinny, smooth material that was only slightly darker that the stone. She reached out to touch it and gasp. The stones were held together with melted bronze. It was terrifying to imagine a creature that could make something like this.Heather walked around the inside of the keep. This floor seemed to be sealed, there were several doors but there weren't any keyholes she could see. She realized that most of the doors were either enchanted or simply. A tight skirt and satin blouse. Even thought she was wearing a bra her nipples were pushing through the fabric. “What do you think Jim?” she asked our guest. He looked at me and I told him that this evening was for him. She would not be talking to me at all... all questions would be aimed and him alone. He stumbled around for his words but eventually croaked out an “I love it”.For the next twenty minutes my bride slowly and methodically removed each piece of her clothing until she was down.