Now they return, and these are two of their number. They became lost from the others, and I must lead them back to their people." Spurred on by desper...tion, Mak's inventive tongue was in full swing now."Your story is very strange, Mak the Small and Hairy. You be my guests this night, and we speak more of this." He waved expansively toward his hut, his smile unconvincing as it exposed uneven rows of decaying teeth. "Enter. I have food and drink brought."Mak turned to the two women, bowing. ”“Do you like it though? What if you’re propositioned?”“What if you are? I will if you will.”“Will what?” “Take part, join in, that’s why we came I thought.”Here was my lovely girlfriend, naked, just one other woman in here and probably twenty men, all, or most, who’d like to have her. She sat on the upper level alongside me, her legs immodestly open giving the guys below a good view of her fanny, hands on the bench, breasts thrust forward, several men passing by stopped to look.At the far end,. "Yes, I thought that you would choose to join me," Arrin'le chuckled. His voice was soft, yet resonant, filling the corners of the cluttered room without effort. He turned to Tanrick. "He'll do. You have a fine son." We left the next day, a dozen or so of us mounted on good horses. We saw no brigands, dangerous animals gave us a wide berth, and so we came swiftly to Elf Home!" He fell silent for a moment, gazing into the fire."Elf Home! How can I describe it to you as I first saw it? A level. It was much more startling for the other expedition members when at last, after trudging for most of the day through the fresh snow across a long flat plain, their captors brought them to the Cave Painters’ settlement by the mountainside. This comprised of the mouths to several caves scattered about the base of the limestone hills around which were gathered dozens of Cave Painters all attired in their superior quality furs and all far too intent on their own business to pay much attention to.