“Well, he says he’s a, well, enchanter of some note.” He hears nothing and continues. “Perhaps you recall our discussion of exhausting all oth...r avenues…?Giada, more impatiently,“Yes, yes. Does he have a name?”“Uh, your Grace, Robyrth of the Seventh Chime.”Completely losing her composure, Giada storms to the door, unlocks the bolt and throws it open.Marchel was always her most trusted advisor but was becoming a bit more confused as time wore on. He was a sturdy, but elderly man with grey hair. I dropped out late and it took me a moment to spot her. We smiled at each other, I rushed forward and gave her the biggest hug. Sarah stepped away from me a little bit and looked up and down, "Well Jessy...first thing at home I want you in the shower!" I smirked at her, giving her a glance in return, but something was unusual. She was wearing a white blouse, showing off her cleavage, hot pants with a leather belt and high heels, ín which I couldn´t imagine to even walk around without a handrail. Jolene smiled as she entered. They exchanged greetings… with Dick expressing his hope that his horny friends weren’t too crude. She assured him she handled their passes and entered the bathroom leaving the door slightly ajar… just in case Dick was curious. A half hour later Jolene emerged wearing a short thin black nightie. Dick gulped as she sat on the edge of his bed.“Dick…. I really appreciate you giving me a ride here and now... staying in your room… you’re such a dear… and I would like to. Henworth nodded and left for the evening, smiling and shaking Andrew’s hand before he left. ‘Please, let’s go into the parlour and have a drink.’ Robert said, leading them to a room not far off the main entrance to the house. The ladies sat while the men moved to the bar, ‘Will Glenfiddich do?’ Robert asked Andrew. ‘Yes Sir, that would be fine.’ he replied. ‘Ah, ah! Robert please, Andrew.’ ‘Okay then Robert, that would do nicely then.’ Andrew said with a chuckle. He knew that he and Calli’s.