Liquid nitrogen coursed through his veins. He'd felt light-headed before, but passing out was now a very real threat. A shoebox filled with a painstak...ngly gathered collection of erotica, as he defined it. Stories of i****t, mother and son i****t, clipped from porn magazines spanning several decades (and Penthouse forum Letters,). Images of mature women, running the gamut from quasi-tasteful Playboy-like spreads to hardcore. Cigarette ads featuring mature female models. And, most damning of. "Mom asked me, "Are you sorry?"I gave her an 'Are you crazy,' look, and said, "No way."She said, "I'm glad. Right from the first, when I realized what we were about to do, I thought, 'this isn't what people think should happen between a mother and son', but I knew you wanted me, and I wanted you..." I know mom," I said. "People can think whatever they want."She didn't look at me when she said, "It was good Bobby." She didn't have to tell me what she was talking about.I said, "It was more than. Looks like it's my lucky night!" He stood inthe open entrance of his apartment, casually eyeing his visitor. "So,what brings a lovely young lady like you to my doorstep?" You did business with me once," she purred."I did?"There was a slight nod. "I was impressed, and require your servicesagain."Luc stared at the vision of loveliness standing before him: Her thick,curly jet-black hair cascaded past her shoulders, framing a pale, oval-shaped face with huge, liquid, emerald-green eyes, delicate,. If only they knew.Rayner had an orgy with the virgins he’d rescued from the dragons.“Seeing the dragons has given me a goal. A proper one. I do know you all want to head back after all.” They nodded so hard their heads almost came off. “I actually have always had a goal in mind but seeing the dragon fills me with the belief that it is possible.”“Spill it out!” Krisa said, impatient.“I want to know why the dungeon formed and how that formation was halted. Bear with me. Why did the dungeon form.