The woman wept, but not for herself. She wept for the murdered man and she wept for Khalid. She wept for Khalid and remembered.For years following tha... fateful trip to the carnival, Helen kept her heart locked away from the world. She performed the rituals required by her power and used her gift of healing as needed, but she refused to feel anything for the people with whom she had contact. It was not until her travels brought her to Persia that everything changed and her carefully built wall. He arrived on time at the optician and proceeded to agree to some extra testing, that was new this time around. After a few minutes, the assistant beckoned him to a side room where the first test would be performed. She was a tall brunette with long curly hair, a pretty face and a great figure. She appeared to be in her mid to late 20’s. Scott’s eyes grew wide and his heart seemed to pick up the pace a bit as he followed her into the room. She told him to sit in the chair as she. Known to all in the town of Deepsport as just Norack he was sitting in the Stag's Head Tavern with nursing his first tankard of water while his companion, the trainee druid, Moz Dios regaled him of events in town over the winter. Moz was into his third cup of wine and spoke freely, slipping from topic to topic as his mind wandered back to the events of the past months.Norack had returned to his home in the warmer south lands to escape the winter, Moz and Deepsport but in no particular order.. ‘Just from that?’ Terry said, incredulous. ‘My tits happen to be very sensitive,’ said Mika, already regaining her cocky smirk. Terry peeled her panties, now soaking wet, off of her and took another moment to stare at her gorgeous, implausible body. He stroked his cock a bit just out of instinct. And then Mika wrapped her legs around him and he really had no choice but to drive into her wanting pussy. Their sex was athletic and raucous, a marathon of hard thrusting and grunting. Mika squeezed.