Eat... pussy. Now say it."Her body quivered and her voice cracked as she repeated my words, "Yes, we eat pussy." Almost there. Try it one more time. Y...u... singular... eat pussy," I added, my tits so close they were almost poking her eyes out."I eat pussy," she admitted, making her into putty in my hands.Stepping back, I said, "Very good. And since you eat pussy, I have a treat for you." I put one foot on the bench and revealed my bald muff.She nervously looked out the door and around the. Mark grinned at his relatively new friend; “I need to talk with you about something.”Dave figured it had to do with some kind of social interaction between the groups, or even more about Christie and how she was being treated. Things had cooled down for her at the university and the hate mail had all but stopped. He got Dale to take over for him, and walked off with Mark since he’d indicated he wanted some privacy about whatever it was. Mark’s broad smile signaled Dave that it was nothing. Before she could get up, the door from the front opened and the Innkeepers wife joined them.“I thought I heard you come in Mira, what brings you here today?” asked the Inn Keepers wife.Pointing the sword at Brena, “She does.” Mira waved the sword then with a flourish, re-sheathed it. “I’ll take her off your hands. The Duke wants me almost as badly as he wants her as you well know Kindar. Of course I am not the daughter of the head of the Thieves Guild either.” She saw the look of sudden fear in. It’s just you and Aleira in the living room and she looks up at you with her big round puppy dog eyes. “They threatened me on your wedding day… If I didn’t do what they wanted, they said they were going to kill you. Rose always knew I was in love with you and she knew I’d do what she wanted to save you. I should’ve told you sooner. I’m so sorry.” She cries again and leans into you for support.“It’s okay, Aleira, it’s over now. I’m not mad at you because I love you. You were so brave to go to.