.,” she hurried to their side. “Graham told me if we are interested in meeting you both for some adult fun to give you our phone number.” Her he...rt rate spiked with nervousness. Eyes darted over the features of the other increasing their curiosity.“Here is our number.” She nervously handed a scrap piece of paper to Claudia. She looked quickly at it, “Graham and Ruth 258-1690.”“Thank you, Ruth, lovely name. You’re sure about us four meeting soon and what will happen?”“Yes, we are. We haven’t but. Beckett guides me into the temple. We stop outside a room. He pounds on the door. “Your Highness, Lady’s Hand; before you comes Madam Ariel Pathtreader on her highness’s summons.” We are bid to enter.At his direction, I kneel before Princess Aubrielle. I have never been with her in a formal setting; my dealings have all been with Aubrielle the whore trainee.An older woman in priestess’s garb stands behind the princess.“Rise, Ariel and approach. With the Lady’s Hand willing, we might dispense. Sandra had to admit. At that moment she was “his Sandra”.They dressed and headed out of the forest. “Let’s go to my hotel” Sandra suggested. “No, I have been banned from there” he replied, without explanation “I know the perfect place”. They walked into town and what could be described as the shady part. Tumble down shacks and pop up street food stalls. They were stared at as they walked passed. “They don’t see many white women down here” he said as if reading her mind. They came to a bar which. "Alchemists make the chemicals that go into them, then men called 'munitioneers' build them. She sniffed the sharp tang of the material used in the flare. "It reeks, but seems to help men at night, which is a boon, I am sure." She said, eyeing the withering husk dubiously.They took off their weapons, and laid them very close to their sides as they crawled back into the blankets. They were both very tired, and soon slept.They awoke with breakfast being served them by the baron's own cook. "By.