Her padded leather armor was clearly Elvish, with strong green dyes and intricate weavings of golden thread forming the sigil of her house on her left... shoulder, a watchful owl resting on a tree branch. Her platinum blonde hair, finely brushed by her handmaidens, was tied up into a tight, straight, long ponytail of silk bouncing behind her head. Arvi inhaled the crisp morning air, tickling her small nostrils with pollen. Her dark, royal blue eyes revealed nothing with an empty stare while her. Since the end of grade school I had been good friends with Anthony, Rob, Jack and Tom.I would follow them to hell and back, without question; if they wanted to go there.Which made us, often sharing; detention classes together.We as a group were probably best known as, the schools ratbags.Fast forward now, to a year after; school was over.It was now the day before Anthony’s big wedding day and his last night of being a bachelor.So it was decided, that we would hit the town.Joining our motley. She informs me the boys had gone over to a friends house so it wouldn't be too taxing on me and with that she gave me my moneys and left.The time i had been waiting for had finally arrived i was alone in the house, free to snoop about as i pleased. I started off in my aunts room off course hitting up the clothes dresser first. It was a gold mind, dozens of beautiful panties. There were thongs, bikini, briefs, and my favorite boy shorts. I went through them all, feeling them , smelling them, but. Rodney was a perfect mate--strong, protective, considerate, skilful and hard-working. She loved him.Duke was a world unto himself. Her surrogate child--her brother from the other side, the land of dogs. The extreme affection she had felt for him had simply blossomed into something more adult; and yet also something more adolescent and salacious. It was like masturbation games and making out with the boys, only on a higher level. Doing it with Duke was bold fucking, pure and simple.He was.