We were both nervous, but she seemed the worst of the two of us. I made a sweeping gesture towards the sofa.“Make yourself at home,” I told her, �...��I’ll find us a drink.”As she settled onto the sofa and looked around the room, I delved into the sideboard and came up with my extra special brandy, saved only for very special occasions. I had the feeling that this might be one of those times. I poured out two drinks and went over and sat beside her.“We need to talk,” I said to break the silence,. " I'll do my best to assist you, as long as it doesn't affect my tribe" he said as he bowed."No, it won't affect your tribe. Princess Diana, out trade negotiator, has again been injured. We believe Orcs captured her and beat her. She has broken bones and goo in her hair and stains on her body that we cannot identify. The locations of the stains indicate they are the result of sex, so the Orcs apparently raped her. However, as I'm sure you're aware; your semen is green and does not stain us.. She said she didn't want a relationship" I found myself saying. I had been brooding on the sofa for two hours and not even turned the television on. Rhea's baiting nature disappeared immediately."Oh I'm sorry bro, did she really?"I exhaled deeply. "Yeah, it's not to be." Do you want to talk about it?" she asked concerned."No, not really." I said getting up from the couch. "I just want to get away from it." You know, Becky likes you. I'd set you up on a date. She's got big knockers and. I saw her nude, cuffed and hung by her wrists from the ceiling of a bare unfriendly room, one light bulb starkly showing the scene. She was balancing on tiptoes and screaming, as the harsh sound of a whipcrack, and another, split the air. That greasy young guy from the market stalls was peeking in from outside the barred windows, his face grinning. The bastard was wanking himself in glee in the dark outside, as Mom was chided and tortured. Then I got a full frontal of her. Her tits were ruddy,.