She blows you a kiss. We have a another drink and watch the show until 10pm. We get in the car and head back to your place. You are quiet on the way. ...I break the silence, “Look, we need to talk about this thing...”You smile, “Don't worry. It's just you and me. Old friends hanging out, looking for good times. Sharing each others dreams. Just like when we were young.” “I know, it feels that way now. But, where is this going? What are we doing? Really?”You reach into your pocket and pull out your. "I laughed and kissed him. "No. I'm a good catholic girl, remember? I need a ring first ... then we can live together." And then we can..." His cock had started growing again. We hadn't seen each other in a couple weeks. "Are you sure we can't do it just once?" He kissed me and rocked his hips. "I'll be gentle, I promise." Down boy." I grabbed his balls and gave them a playful squeeze. "Do you want to marry a slut?" No!" he gasped. "Noooo ... not at all." We didn't say anything for awhile. "But. We had a few families of 'True Folk' as you call them, living near to us long ago. But they were few, and their families have long since mingled with the rest of us. A few of our people still have blond or red hair, but of course none of them are allowed to come with us on our trading journeys." Then you should be happy to learn of new places to trade," Lyssa ventured, smiling up at him. "We should be able to help with that. A ready market for the kind of goods you bring should not be too hard. 'William was sitting in the wing-back chair, scotch neat on the table, absently playing with his pipe and pretending to read the year end reports. He heard Deb come in the front door and throw her keys on the table in the foyer. Her heels clicked on the wood floor announcing her presence in the den.'Hi honey, sorry I'm late! Did you get my message?''Yes I did, dear. Did you get your client under control?''Finally! But I'm beat, so if you don't mind, I'll grab a quick bite in the kitchen and.