We were all dressed in travelling clothes thrown over our armour and we were all armed with swords and knives and a few other weapons. Even Richards was suitably armed and armoured. The man might be a technical expert but he had spent four years as a pirate and he had a better than average knowledge of fighting with a sword. When I got to my table, I sat myself down with my back to the outer wall and then I told everyone about what had happened with the bartender. That brought a chuckle from Dork who was well hidden beneath his travelling cloak. It also resulted in some head scratching from both Richards and Nimue."I thought the report from the consortium said that she had been working as a prostitute these last four years?" Nimue muttered in a low voice while she poured herself some white wine. "Do you think they lied to us?" I don't know if he is or he isn't," I replied in an equally low voice. "The hairs on the back of my neck haven't risen up, so for now let's eat and drink.. “Oh? Why don’t you show me?” Moaning again, Sarah hurried to peel off her clothes. **** Alyssa stiffened a little as she heard the front door of the apartment open. No matter how excited she was at the prospect of sharing Sarah’s boyfriend, the reality of him actually arriving home summoned up a swarm of butterflies in her stomach. She was sitting almost nude – Sarah had encouraged her to leave on her stockings – and very pregnant in a nest of pillows, and naturally self-conscious about the much younger man seeing her that way for the first time. Sitting next to her, still a little flushed from her recent orgasm, Sarah leaned in and whispered, “I can’t wait to see the look on his face.” The butterflies stilled momentarily as the younger woman kissed her. “Mmm, I can still taste me on your lips.” “Babe?” Trent called from the front room. Sarah put a finger to her lips and let out an almost inaudible giggle. “Babe?” he called out again, sounding perplexed this time. Alyssa heard him.
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