Her bra was left at home as yet another unwanted layer of uncomfortable clothing along with the summer coat which would now have protected her decency... Her ample boobs bounced as she ran, the once opaque formal white dress shirt clung like wet tissue-paper to her flesh as little more than a second skin. The act of running for shelter only stimulating her nipples into hard buds against the wet fabric. She couldn't even cover herself as her hand were full of shopping bags. Boux Avenue, Bravissimo. I needed something in my ass. I went downstairsand started looking for things which I could fuck myself with. I got acucumber from the fridge and then ran back upstairs. I tried to position itto stand up but it kept falling over. i got some baby oil from the cabinetbut it made it even harder to keep the cucumber up. I cut off one sidewhich helped keep it standing. There I was stradling a cucmber in thebathroom fucking my ass. I dick got hard again and I was loving it. Iwanted to see the. ’ Tormen had vouched for me when I was a baby, sparing me from the drudgery of a life as a farmer’s son. At first I did not agree with his view but I trusted his wisdom and as the years passed I saw he had been right. I visited old ruins and spent days at a time in the magic labs, seeking answers to how our craft worked. I am not sure I will ever find those answers but I gained a keener appreciation of how to manipulate magic. The old man died before the Succession came around. I performed the. "S-Sorry," I said feebly."Sorry what?" she asked, her voice still hard, almost alarmingly so.I watched her for a moment, a rather pathetic, hang-dog look on her facebefore I muttered, "Sorry mistress." You're damn right," she snapped. I was startled to see tears her in hereyes and once again found myself reaching out for her, but she recoiled. "IfI say I don't want to talk about something, you damn well better believe Ido. Not. Want. To. Talk. About. It."She pronounced this final proclamation.