So one morning I moved my things into my father’s room, filling the spaces my late mother left empty. I had to save him from himself, and I intended...to do anything that required. He never thanked me, but every night when he pulled me in close I knew he appreciated it. I had woken up with morning wood against my ass a few times. I always ignored it, chalking it up to nature. But this morning was different; my father was grinding against me slowly. His breathing was heavy and his voice was hoarse. I was kind of skeptical, because at times Julie seemed to be just a little bit oversexed. Even though she was married, I had caught her looking at Mark as if she was a wolf salivating over a large steak. Or as she kept telling me, she was a Cougar on prowl for the next cub.The next day, my husband called…he would not be able to make it to the island until the middle of next week at the earliest. At best he would have maybe two full days.Great…maybe I should cancel too, ran through my mind, the. Even to this day, Loegria is a secret world, not many Mages know of it, even on the Council of the Wise, even fewer how to get there. It is essentially the only world we've discovered where the native people cannot do magic. Nor are we sure as to how its people got there in the first place, all other worlds with people on were former Sidhe worlds where humanity was used as a source of slaves and food. Had the Sidhe settled Loegria however they'd still be there, the humans living there would. They had chosen a decent claim, and in the first four months, until August, they recovered no less than thirty-five troy ounces of gold dust, yielding them almost $600. They decided to stay and work their claim, and this necessitated the construction of a sturdy cabin. They spent most of the rest of that year building a log cabin. They also bought traps, to complement their food and income during the winter months. By mid-October, the cabin was finished, and they had a sufficient supply of.