Ringing the bell I waited patiently. Presently the door opened. Inside was a pretty young woman holding a baby about two months old."May I help you?" ...er voice was soft and smooth."Good afternoon, Ma'am. My what a nice looking daughter you have." (Smooth ain't I?)"Why thank you. Is there something you wanted?" She might have been pretty but she wasn't much in the mood for small talk."I'm just trying to make a living selling door to door but if I've caught you at a bad time I would be very. “Look—it’s a shrine to Raven,” he said. “You can still sort of see the wings. The ledge there is the offering table, where you’d place something in exchange for your prayers. Raven is said to like seeds and grain, berries, and shiny stones or bits of metal. The hillfolk still maintain their shrines, but you can find old ones like this dotted all around the continent. Do the elves follow the old gods?”“No, but we speak of them. There aren’t any shrines in Terrillia, but my mother used to tell me. On my way back to home i went to the supermarket to get somethings my wife asked for while i am searching for her things she wrote in the list a tall sexy girl my ass and her ass crashed so i said sorry and she said never mind then she asked me about something and i get it for her she thanked me and she noticed my dick is up so she asked me are you new here i never saw you here before i answeres yes i just moved here yesterday and i think i am gonna love this city so much watching her body then. Out of curiosity she reached her gloved hand in between Willow’s thighs, touching her vagina and reaching her first two fingers into her body. Willow pulled her head up sharply at the unexpected intrusion. Liza smiled more warmly when she saw that her gloved fingers glistened with secretions. - I note that my expert craft has not gone entirely unappreciated. There just might be some hope left for you, girl. How do you feel now? Do not lie, your body doesn’t, but I want to hear.