In this distance there is hardly anything to find. One can only turn to excavation in hope of finding an underground source of attribute’s essence o...r natural treasures. But the ground of the second cave is much tougher than regular earth,’ he could tell by stomping it, ‘and impervious to Soul Sense’. He let out a sight. ‘Being weak in a treasure trove must be frustrating’.As barren and lacking as the land of the second cave may appear on first impression, it was not that impossible to locate. Not sure exactly where. She doesn't talk about it."She considered for a moment. "Huh...accent's not Southern. Can't be from too far South, or maybe she didn't always live down there?"I shrugged.She swigged some chocolate milk and then looked at me hesitantly. "Um...I'll just come right out and ask: do you know if she's planning on seeing me again? Friday night was...indescribable." She got a faraway look on her face.I reevaluated my predicament. Nope, we weren't being investigated...this woman. Vasha got a room for a reasonable price and the whores got some protection from his name. People knew not to mess with whores around him.Three Sunk Ships, the tavern, was located on the first floor of a seven story building. Like almost all other buildings in Midcity, it was made out of wood and leaning dangerously on its neighbouring structures, none of which looked too stable themselves.Tabi was sweeping the floor when Vasha entered the common room. She looked up and frowned upon seeing him.. I may not have as smooth of skinas my wife, but I do have, also contrary to thestereotype, a thick and large meat hidden away in mypants. My wife may fondle with other men, but sheworships my body, and especially my thick cock. If shehad an Achilles heel it would be my dick. She has some fascination with it in that she can onlyhave it when I let her, but anyone else in the worldwould let her have theirs in an instant. My wife beginsto take off her undershirt when she bites her lip and Ilook.