”“Galsgad,” Merton said.“Galsgad?” The Baron rumbled. “What did he send, that has brought mighty Reikstand so far from his home.”“He s...ys that his, ah, lumber mill has been beset by monsters, brigands and raiders,” Merton said, moving quickly once more. “His guards have been unable to keep them away, and his people are dying. But more, he states that one of the monsters that was slain – perchance, by a lucky arrow – was bearing more than the expected amount of treasure. Since you have recently. It always comes down to that point with sex. Someone else is doing it; you want to try it too.“Well are wives off limits at these private gatherings” she inquired very openly.Now Damien knew the answer was ‘No’ but the response in his head and through his lips was a slow: unconvincing: “Yes.” Hot extras were always welcome at these orgies: girlfriends, wives or sisters.“Oh bullshit, you are such a bad liar. I’m up for this. I think you’ll get very excited seeing someone else fuck me and hell. "No, ma'am, not at all," I replied shamefully for I knew that this was true - in my youth I'd measured myself often enough after reading the letters pages in Mayfair, Men Only and other magazines of that ilk. She giggled - yes, she actually giggled - and then suggested that hanging fishing weights onto it might help! "If you like," she went on to say, "you can come round to my place and I'll instruct you as to how to put them on. Maybe I should have a word with your Mistress about it, eh?" She. I gather myself and anticipate the struggle dressing will be in my depleted state. But more than this, I fear this time the garment will reject me, see that I am hardly worthy. But when I step into the fabric and pull it up over my hips, the material enfolds me as before, quickly assuming my dimensions, settling and nuzzling around me, purring with pleasure at our reunion.I look at my reflection and see I have become beautiful, perfect, life's taints healed, the inscriptions of age, bumps and.