I had been screwed so often during the past three months that my pussy and ass were ready for a vacation to recover their full bloom and energy.My coo...ie jar was crammed full of dough and I mean the paper kind, not the flour.This newest assignment was for a single toddler and the parents were the heavy drinking type that had a cocktail the minute they came in the door after work. They both worked and I had a suspicion that they were both fooling around in the workplace with their amorous. That did not go her way.Mad Maldar was the town's local, totally insane, alcoholic wizard. He was an ex adventurer who had lost his entire party in a dungeon some thirty years ago and had been drowning his memory in ale ever since. Being a wizard though, Mizuki's simple illusion spell didn't fool him. After all, if a novice in magic like you could see the Dark Elf in her scant armour for who she really was, this master magician could too.To cut a long story short, you blind sided the old. “What time is it?” asked Becca.“I don’t know,” was the eventual answer. “I’m not wearing a watch.”“You’re not wearing anything,” was her snarky response.“I have finally found somebody as deviant as I am,” he commented.She smiled at that. “I have to admit, for an older man you’re almost in my league.”Jack’s eyes popped open at that comment, and he turned his head to face her, to find her smiling back. “Older man? Almost in your league?”“Well, Jack, really, you are well past your prime, aren’t. I dressed nicely and travelled across to the place where this had all begun.I arrived at 9 O’clock so I would finish my meal late and again allow me to be there as the restaurant closed. I was shown to my table by a different waitress and was unsure when I found that neither Margeurite nor Christy were there that evening. In their place were a young nondescript girl and a stunningly beautiful blonde lady who seemed a little out of place. She busied herself behind the counter but looked remote.