Hope you enjoy the story! X *The steady beat of drums is fading, drowned out by more and more of the hateful droning of orc and gnomish war horns. You... blade flicks out, finding a gap in the plate armour of your human foe, who collapses with a shriek, before whipping to your left in a two handed swing to rip the throat from an orcish berzerker closing with you. A light spray of blood splashes your already fouled breastplate, but you barely notice as you use the brief respite to glance worriedly. They were constantly yelling at each other. I found her to be rather cute with promises of what was going to develope if she turned out like her older sister. We got along very well and I was always sure to never show too much interest in her. That always made me nervous because she could do things that caused me to take it out on Margie's pussy, if you know what I mean?Finally the day rolls around that Margie's parents are leaving. We meet them early in the morning and over coffee, her mom. I can promise you that you will enjoy this one. It's 12 years old.”Over dinner, which was excellent, the conversation drifted from banal to outright bawdy. Towards the end Pete was flirting outrageously with Grace and Valerie equally outrageously with me. When they invited us back to their room in the hotel attached to the restaurant I was distressed. These people might or might not be future clients for Grace as a courtesan, but they could introduce us to potential clients, rich people like. " "Yeah, a problem? I'll bet and it is going to be a big problem for you," I threatened. "The guys didn't know about the two hundred dollars and thought I had it covered. They only chipped in for the beer and catering." "They didn't know, my foot. You're telling me they think that I'm a whore with a heart of gold? No way!" "Well, it gets worse," he continued. "I can't get the thousand. The money is all tied up in paying the mortgages. Maybe I can give you twenty bucks a week out of pocket.".