"Whereis he?" He looked under the bed. "Where is he?" Where is who, father?" Tabitha asked trying to calm her father."I was told by my manservant tha... you allowed a young man into yourroom just moments ago. And he was not a suitor!" Lord Fairfax lookedup the chimney of her fireplace. When his face came back into view itdidn't look any redder than before, though there was a warm fireburning."Well, I would think that your manservant is mistaken," Tabitha said inthe most matter-of-fact voice. "Might as well whilst this force is regrouping and deciding what to do next now they know they're trapped," he said. "Don't lose touch though and be damned careful."I took my squad back down the route we'd travelled and picked up our medic and the guard who had been making their way back to us."We need to check the rooms on this level," I cautioned. "Carefully though, Johannes at least is a High Mage and I don't want anyone here tackling him. Simply try to keep him contained and under visual. " I think they're pretty. Not like mine. Different." I like yours. Soft. Round. Mine are just humps on my chest..."I gasped when she rolled over and suckled my nipple.She giggled. "Does it feel like I don't like them?"Sex is going to make me useless. Brindy, too. At least we are freshly showered when Dave gets home and dinner is ready.We kiss him as we head out the door on our way to our English class.The class goes well. There are many soft words about the loss of Pat, but the class, we lift. In fact, they were centerfold legs. And, yes, they looked a little weird. They seemed a little to short for his body. But, they did feel good. He was lost in caressing them, when the incessant door bell ringing brought him out of it. Damn, where was his pants."I'm coming, hold on" he yelled out. He spied a pair of old gym shorts, the kind that used to be short, and not so baggy. Crap, its all he could see, where were his pants, and they wouldn't lay off the bell. So, it was in the.