“Yes, you know I do,” Sara replied. “You don’t sleep with me,” I went on, “You don’t fuck me, so, I shouldn't be classed as your husban...,” I continued, “You do those things with him, so, he should be called your husband.” “You want me to call him my husband?” Sara asked, “You want him to call me, his wife?” Sara went on, “All the time?” “Yes, I do baby,” I replied, “I love being your cuck,” I went on, “I love you being his.” “Okay, I will, and you are okay with sucking his cock, my. " A tear fell down her pink cheeks, it was as if she murdered some one. I thought I would be mad myself, but instead it turned me on to know how young she was. "Shhh..it's okay, baby girl.", I tried to sooth her. "But, John...I lied about being kicked out, too. I ran away.", I figured that much, but I still didn't care. "John, you know how I asked you to be my daddy?", She asked. I nodded. "You are my daddy, John.", at this point her eyes were filled with tears. I looked at her, puzzled as to. What had he done?Before he could pursue this line of thought any further, Felicity haltedbefore a changing booth at the very back of the Chapel. Robbie stared atit in dull wonder - he must have walked past it at least a thousandtimes over the last five years. How could he have never noticed itbefore?"You weren't looking for it until today," Felicity answered his unspokenquestion.A sleek, iridescent curtain was drawn across the booth's opening, theglossy fabric framed by a pallid, moonlight glow. She had come to the Tolek Kingdom from Windir. An elven lass, she had been overzealous in her wanderlust and wound up in these faraway mountains. Unfortunate circumstance and a few bouts of bad luck forced her to accrue debts. Not large ones, but sufficient, that she would have to spend many long years paying them back if she could not come into over five hundred marks in silver. The dwarves were hospitable toward her, if a bit distant. Elves and dwarves had never gotten along terribly well,.