I just don’t see the connection between this world and the Cave of Things, for now I am going along, but I am tired of being a pawn and I demand you...explain yourself. I am not impressed by your name. I don’t believe you are an immortal. It’s an office, a front filled by a clone or someone trained for that posting.”“It matters not who you believe I am or not. I know who you are, Son of Darkness. I know you have been on Narth Prime and I know what your plans are. I am keeping an eye on you ever. Lauren just sat, looking around. She frowned.The patron approached our table."Can I get you something? Wine?" Sure," I said, "The house wine will be fine."He grunted and headed to the back. We sat, waiting for whatever was going to happen.Paolo arrived, smiling.He rushed to our table. "I see you found it! It is a bit dour, I admit, but I promise, you'll love the food! Have you met my uncle? He runs the place."The patron came back with our wine."Bring another bottle," Paolo said, "And say 'hi'. Zambrano.Liz smiled wide. "Have you been getting many visitors?"A few."What about...that...woman we both met at the party?" Liz curiouslyasked.Tamara shook her head.Madame Grace came by, though."Yeah, she told me she would stop by," Liz replied upon reading Tamara'sresponse on the tablet. "I even heard her suggest that you would becoming to live with her at Lees Mansion."It took a moment before Tamara typed her next thoughtful inquiry.Do you think I should, Mrs. Zambrano?Liz shrugged. "Oh, I. I described the incident in the motel in detail to her, and I could see her breathing becoming rapid as I did. "Did cumming on her slip feel good to you?", and, "What did you do after that?", she asked. I described peeking at Lorene every chance I got, and masturbating with her lingerie. "And all of that led to the mutual masturbation you share now.....", she said. Again, I nodded an affirmation. "I find all of this most interesting and sensual, Trev", she said. Seizing the moment, I asked,.