No matter, she dressed much older, it fitted better with the tourists the shop 'fleeced'. Oh boy did they fleece the tourists! This was a tourist town... The Castle, a part-time seat of the Monarchy was only just up the road and everything about this small town was about parting the tourists, the ‘Grockles’ in local parlance, from their money. Trouble is they were good at it, extracting the money that is, very good. As a local, well from the next town anyway, I had to bargain pretty hard to get. All issues of age were fading.I pushed the straps of her nightdress and let fall. She removed my shirt. We kissed and held each other tight. I stuck my tongue in her and she sucked hard I could feel her nipples hardening on mine. I rubbed my hands on her hairy back and teased her love handles.I stood back and dropped my pants. All 7 inches of me were at attention. I did not let het touch me yet. I started sucking her nipples and chewing her love handles and her floppy belly. I came to her. Ken shrugged, "No big deal. Things will go on as they were before. Unless you're talking about not worshiping at all, in which case the abilities you're developing would fade in short order. If you decide you want to worship, but don't want to be a Priestess, you'll still have certain abilities -- at least that's what Lea told me. And these are not life long choices, for the most part. I mean, I doubt you can see-saw back and forth between being a Priestess and a Follower. But if you are a. The thought of smothering my body in them was repulsive.Besides, she'd asked for it, hadn't she?I opened my door and stepped out into the hall, feeling every stray current of air that brushed my bare skin. I looked toward her room, thinking maybe Sis was already in there, doing her homework, but her door was wide open, which meant she was probably still down stairs.Taking a deep breath, tingling all over, I started down, my hardon swaying heavily with every step."Oh!" Sis appeared at the bottom.