The hung tapestries, intricately woven from the finest grass-fiber by the most skilled artists: nothing more than a waste of time and energy. Small tr...nkets of silver; ink pens, figurines, ornaments: littered about, covering shelves and tabletops, merely a drain on the senses. Iosoan fingered the silver ring on his finger, studied the rendering of his own House Seal; even the ring turned his stomach as he sat in bitterness.Then, he looked back at the girl; so many years she had been in his. She slung her arm across his back and rested her head on his shoulder. The man looked at Thomas then at Trista. ‘This is my husband.’ ‘Whatever.’ the guy said as he walked away. ‘Nothing but an ugly nasty whore anyway.’ the man mumbled. He must have thought that he said it light enough not to be heard but Thomas was quick to turn around and jump in front of the guy. ‘Excuse me. Would you mind repeating that for me. I didn’t quite catch what you said after ugly, nasty whore.’ ‘Fuck you man.’. ]“How do you do,” I said as I bowed to him. “I cannot begin to pronounce your name, may I call you Jenkswe?”“It would be alright, I guess, until this unpleasantness is over. But I don’t like it.” I could see Kilnary and the Trwennkleihjof trying to get his attention to shut up.“I am so sorry that my mouth cannot pronounce the characters and sounds of your name. Maybe I should just remove myself from this mission and let you find another. Excuse me gentlemen you can all leave now.” I took. Anything you say Chuck...” her thoughts immediately going to his cock, and to how she was laid out on the floor, and the other naked people watching her orgasm in front of them.Cyndi piped up, “Oh, please ... you guys get a room...” she teased, not being able to hear, she had no idea that Chuck was talking about making Niki his slut, willing to do anything, or anyone he wanted.A few minutes passed, the group slowly coming down from the sexual high, sweet comments held privately between each..