“Yeah, you helped me, na? This is the least I can do. You already declined my other offer, so please accept it,” she said.“Can we go to the bath...oom or…?”“No, do it here,” she said and removed her t-shirt.She still wasn’t wearing panty. She was wearing a red bra. She removed it too and leaned back on the kitchen slab. I was mesmerized by the sight of her melons. They were so firm. Her boobs were the best pair of natural boobs I’ve ever seen.“You can start whenever you want, but how can I stand. A Glenfiddich malt if you have it." I said, tryingto sound knowledgeable and sophisticated. I had only just read aboutScotch single malts and I wanted to show off. The waiter did not bat aneyelid. He did not bat an eyelid. "Yes, sir, we have an eighteen yearold one, aged in a Port wine cask. Will that be suitable?"I pretended a knowledgeable smile and nodded my approval.I was pleased when Vernon gave me a look as if he was impressed. "Ithink I'll change my mind," he said suddenly. "I'll have a. “I will be in the workshop. Her new necklace will take some time.”“Yes, Master.”“She just needs rest, so leave her be. I think someone has a new engine to make.” I smiled placing my hand on her violet tresses.“Okay.”She would come to terms with what happened today sooner or later.Now where was my clay... Euryale had delivered, as promised, the pure silver ingots, the golden pearl, and the two rubies that I had requested. She had also gushed at length over her quickening, thanking me for my. ‘To the first, at least–I don’t know.’ My brow piqued. ‘And to the latter?’ Breathing in deep, she sat up straight and rigid. ‘I can hold my own well enough.’ She began to offer a half smile, then thought better of the choice, instead, she turned her attention to her purse where she dug out the once-worn lipstick. Irritated, I smacked the small tube from her hand. My eyes were large and wild as I looked down upon her like a petulant child. ‘Don’t!’ I did not yell at her, in fact, the tone of my.