The other handed him a small knife, plain and not half so glorious as the knife the tinker had engraved. “Here are five silver coins from the king f...or your service. And here is a knife. Nothing like what you have described, but you can make a bow as you travel. We’ve heard of a dragon in the southlands, but it has never ventured this far north. This is all we have to see you onto the road. Follow the southward caravan route and you should be all right. Safe travels, Dragonslayer.” With that. It had never occurred to me to get one, because I had always had enough real cock around to keep me going. My girlfriend switched it on, pressed it straight onto my nipple and said “Feel this.” It was nice, even though it was through my clothes. More than anything I was pleased by her directness in assuming she could now do as she pleased with me. I held her hand and guided the vibrator around my breast and over to the other one. Warm feelings started. She gave me a solid push on. Even my boss didn’t say another word to me for the rest of the day. At 4:30 PM an email came from Miss Yi, telling me to go to HR.In the back of my mind I knew it was coming but the reality of getting fired was still shocking. I knew I was a talented salesperson and I had plenty of savings. So I put those feelings aside, I would find another job soon.I decided to go out that night, partly to drown my sorrows and partly to celebrate. Club Liquid was featuring a local band I was really getting. We lose ourselves in a symphony of lust and desire. The song we create is beautifully decadent. Our bodies humming with the frequency of every note. How such a timeless song can be felt in such a brief span of time is still a marvel to behold. Minutes transform into hours as we ride the wave, crashing into a crescendo of pure bliss. Songs and poems fail to portray the rapture of this bliss, although many have tried. We fall into the bed, our minds and bodies soaring through the heavens. I bask.