"I looked at Debbie and thought, 'Who are you and what did you do with mywife?'I sat and Debbie cleaned my face and reapplied my makeup with brighterc...lors and different tones. When she had finished the makeup I reachedfor a mirror to see what she had done. Debbie playfully slapped my handsaying, "Not yet, Tammy. I 'm not quite finished yet." She then pickedup a shopping bag that she had come in with but I hadn't paid attentionto. From the bag she produced a beautiful, below the shoulder. After fucking me for 3 more hours, my master and I fell asleep. It was almost early in the morning, about 3 am.While my master was in his shorts. He preferred me nude. His leg in between my legs, his hand on my stomach just below my tits and his face close to my neck.I love my master for whatever he did for me. My eyes won’t sleep till I think of ways of how can I please my master. And this stupid mind keeps replaying the ways my master fucked me and I become wetter and I go literally. Qiao did not want the General to think they were taking this less than seriously, and that was hard enough with Malark strumming on his lute.Himo rose from her lotus position in a graceful motion without using her hands. She always moved fluidly, even for an elf. “General Grodan, hero of the battle of Raven Rock,” Himo said formally, nodding towards him.He grunted non-committedly as Marlark’s lute quieted. “Listen up, I don’t have time to repeat myself,” the older man said. “The horde has split. " Have you gone back to look through her window?" Not since I almost got caught when I broke her dog's water bowl, and her dad found your footprint by the back fence." What do you mean my footprint? How do you know whose footprint it was?" Well, for one thing it was big, and for another, it was from a pair of Van's. You're the only guy I know that wears Van's, and was in her back yard. Her father asked my dad if I wore shoes that made that kind of a print." What did your dad say?" He said that.