”“What is this place?” Sophia asked.“My competition,” Cyrilo answered before leading them inside. Unlike the Knight’s Sheath with its larg...e windows and chandeliers, most of the dim tavern's light came from some spread-out candles. The furniture was cheap and shoddy, but it got the job done, and old weapons, trinkets, and hunting trophies decorated the walls. In the corner, a man played the flute for the patrons, but he was certainly no Bard of Rock. Overall, it was a comfortable establishment,. "Are you going to faint?"Oren doesn’t answer, he just keeps petting the balloon.Reginald chimes in. “He’s bloody useless.”"Great," I sigh. "My houseboy is high, and there is no one to watch my guests."Reginald puts a reassuring hand on my shoulder. “I’ll take care of them, make sure everyone is watered and the trash is cleared. You take care of Oren.”I give him a grateful look. “Many thanks Reginald. Is Will gone?”He glances around. “Yes. That bastard. I’m sorry - I shouldn’t have invited. "Plus, why did we need to leave the housefor you to tell me all this stuff?"She shook her head and softened her expression. "You really are naive,you know that? You're just such an innocent. And I hate that she'scontrolling you like this. I hate that she emasculated you."I felt embarrassed. My cheeks flushed and burned. "She didn'temasculate -" I stopped. Of course that's what she had done, why thehell was I defending her."Listen," Claire said, "Just always remember to make your own choices.Be. " "I'd love it, I hope we can do this more, I mean after this weekend." "I think I'd like that, too, Joe. Maybe you can come stay with me, sometime." "Oh, so do I. I can't get over this, you and me, oh, this feels so good. I can't last much longer." "Mmm, that's all right, just go ahead and cum in me, Joey, I really want it, come on, give Mia your first cum," I asked him as I moved my hips in a circle. I knew that would do the trick. "OH, OH, AAYYE, UUH, uh, mmm, oh, oh," he groaned as I pulled.