"I didn't forget about you! The problem is that my 'plumbing' really needs a lot of work so I'm afraid that may need some back-up help to fix the prob...em! I think someone needs to 'snake my drain'." He smiled then asked, "How much help would you need?" She replied, "At least two assistants for you to unclog all of my pipes!"He grinned as he grabbed his walkie-talkie then said, "This is John, we've got a major plumbing issue in room 730 and I need both of you to assist me with it." He then. All good. Found the place. Apparently it had a country-house feel. No idea. It was pissing it down and pitch black when I arrived. I grabbed my small case and my suit bag from the back seat and legged it into the lobby. I checked in, deciding that either my flirting technique had crumbled, my gaydar was on the fritz or the blue-eyed night clerk had simply become immune to townie wankers. Either way, within ten minutes of signing my name I was asleep in a wonderfully expansive bed. The next day. I was not really surprised one spout had hot water. I carried the girl to the very large bath and set her in and began to wash her and her eyes snapped open. She looked at me and I smiled and caressed her face, “it is over now.”She whispered hoarsely, “the mage?”I growled, “dead.”She smiled and then looked around, “what are you doing?”I blushed, “washing us. We ... um ... our bodies...”She nodded, “of course.”She slowly sat up and reached for the cloth I was using. She looked at my hard cock. His shorts were a fair number of tighty-whities and one pair of boxers. He had another pair of boxers hanging on a hook in the closet. He had two pairs of white athletic socks and an incredible number of pairs of identical black socks. He had one set of pajamas folded at the bottom of his underwear drawer.The food, which she should have investigated first, included hamburger meat, TV dinners, orange juice, and loads of commercially-frozen vegetables in the freezer. Milk, eggs, butter, bread,.