Apparently the Dran had learned of my return and decided that we needed to rest. Two pairs of soldiers would drive the wagons while the other soldiers...would ride ahead and behind us.Eritor would not budge, saying that he and the Dran agreed on the matter. They had secured a boat that would take us to ​​?? and that the Dran would pay for all of it. He also handed us a letter that the Dran sent me. He thanked me for my sacrifice and was happy to hear that the gods felt I deserved a second chance.. The feeling of comfort calmed my mind and more sensations became evident. I felt neither heat nor cold over most of my body except a coolness in my groin and breasts and a warmth seemed to flow from the pressure I felt on the sides of my face. My pelvis felt a fullness that ebbed and surged in location but was always present. The memories of when I had last been awake slowly returned. The tubes and devices attached to me and inserted in me explained many of the feelings. I had been suspended. Inever thought it would go any further.Then you called today and said that you needed a place to live and Icouldn't believe that I might actually have an opportunity here. Yourfate was sealed when I told you that you would wash my lingerie, and Icould see the excitement no matter how you tried to hide it. But Ididn't for a second believe that I would be so lucky as to discoveryour stash like I did. This moves my plan along way ahead of schedule.Consider your life as you know it over."I was. Meg is forty-five years old, has brown hair and blue eyes, stands five feet six inches tall and weighs one hundred and sixteen pounds. She is quite proud of her figure and works hard to ensure that she keeps it. The narrowness of her waist accentuates the width of her hips. Her breasts, while not large, have a certain sexy pertness. Sam is forty-seven, a successful accountant, a man adept at using his brain rather than his brawn. He stands six feet one inch tall, has graying black hair, hazel.