It is a land of opportunity and adventure where brave souls can rise up to become heroes of legend. Glory, gold and power await those with enough will...and fortitude to seek it, even a simple peasant may one day find himself dining on braised Wyvern and cavorting with Sharani concubines.But it is not all rivers of wine and ballads of joy in the realm of Jocasta. Dark and dangerous lurk beneath it's surface. Orc parties are raiding village after village along the Widow's Coast, noblemen poison,. " "If you don't measure up, there's no use in going on!" Jane was a little taken aback at the request and in a small voice asked, "Y-you mean right here, now?!?" "Right here and now," Beth answered evenly. "Have you got a problem with that?" "Cuz if you do, you won't make it in this business, I can guarantee you that!" "No, that's all right," Jane replied, "you just took me by surprise, that's all." "Okay then," Beth said with a nod, "let's get to it." Jane stood up and after taking a deep. If he had been able to see them at that moment, in their husband's bedroom one on each side of the bed, dresses bunched up to the waists, the Emir's fingers in each cunt, licking opposite sides of their husband's prick in perfectly synchronised movements, he would have had little doubt.Zeinab helped him out of his dress suit and led him into the bathroom, where she handed him over to the bath girls with a quick burst of Arabic. Then he was bathed and dried by the four girls, whose attentions. "Darling," he said to his wife. "I have a surprise for you tonight." Oh, Douglas," she breathed. "What is it?"Her husband reached under his pillow for the dildo. By the light of the bedside candle, Greta could see the massive black dildo. When she first saw it, she thought of Joseph, their big-cocked African chauffeur, and the other night when he made young Seremai a woman.Greta gasped as her husband touched the giant black phallic symbol to her throbbing, erect clitoris. She imagined it was.