Air-conditioning protects the inhabitants from the rigours of a sub-tropical climate. Motor cars whisk them from one building to another. Desalination... provides ample water. The most modern medical advances are practised in the hospitals. Television shows umpteen channels. Education utilises the most modern computer-aided systems. Moderation in all things is the watchword. Toleration extends to allowing alcohol to be sold to foreign workers in the country, though only within their company. “I’m so glad you said yes to becoming my Penis Pal so quickly. I thought I was going to have to wait for days to have my ‘hunger’ satisfied”At the words ‘Penis Pal’ Chloe put her hand up to her mouth and gave a stifled laugh. “What the heck is a Penis Pal?” she thought. “And how do I get one myself?” She quickly looked away out of embarrassment but overheard Stephen asking Latoya if she minded if he went and had a shower first.“Oh, by the way this is Chloe Trent. I just met her, her sister and. I then imagined her jumping on his cock, sliding it into her tight wet pussy, seeing her bounce on it up and down with her ass. Moaning as she took his hard cock in her pussy, creaming all over it as she rode him. Imagining his hands grabbing her ass cheeks, spreading them and slapping them, spreading them far apart and allowing me to see her tight little ass hole while he fucked her. I could see myself just standing there and watching him use her like the slut that she was. Fuck I was so. Ultionae knelt before the bard, sucking his cock. Faoril and Xera writhed in the embrace of animated rocks.All that stood between me and my goal was Thrak and Sophia. Thrak was too good. I couldn't fight him with the damned acolyte buzzing around me, waiting to strike in and prick me with her little knife. My wings flapped.How could I defeat Thrak now?If I could kill Angela, then it won't matter. I just need to lead Thrak away. Then I could fly over his head and kill Angela before he could.