"So come, Maxmar-Kan I may still be a fair man, but has never been a patient man and I am sure Minister Lore-Jessandi has been whispering half-truths ...since the messenger arrived telling of our own arrival."The stark functionality of the exterior did not belie the interior. Halls were straight, much narrower than one would expect in a Palace, and austere in their lack of décor or embellishment. No tapestries or paintings, frescoes or mosaics. Just yards and yards of bare, dark gray basalt broken. " Her words hit him with enough force to draw the very breath from his lungs and he found himself backing up in shock, "Come again?" he finally managed. He could barely make out what she was saying as explained how she had come to suspect her pregnancy. He listened as she retold her tale of going through his file and than revealing his late wives autopsy report, "Moria was carrying my child?" Sage nodded and looked away, "I'm sorry to have to tell you, however this made me think if she could be. I probably ruined it the shirt with grease from the chain. If it had grease stains, I would just consider them a badge of honor and wear it anyway.It was time to load up the dirty clothes for a trip to my favorite Oriental laundry anyway. I had a big hand in getting Susi the laundry, so she loved me, her mother not so much. Even so they both did great work for me. I went up the stairs in my jeans and panties nothing more. I didn't have big boobs to flop around, so I was good to walk around. What am I bid?" She was barefoot and stayless.The bidding went by fits and start until it climbed above two pounds, not a bad price for four years service from a likely wench. Then a porcine man bid three pounds loudly."You don' need 'er," the auctioneer yelled at him. "Y'got enough girls now." Runs a cat house, he does," said my neighbor licking his lips. "Wish I could afford her." Five pounds," I said firmly since I had a good bit of blood money, coins from dead Redcoats' purses.The girl.