”Teluri had been hoping the nymph would offer. With a flick of her hand she dismissed the bonds, and with another she dismissed her robes. They fade...d away into a bluish light that seemed to drift away on a wind that was not there, leaving her in her silk bra and panties.Clarissa lifted herself off the table and slowly paced around it towards the mage, their eyes locked together. She drew close, the rosey scent of her green hair filling the air around Teluri as the nymph lifted herself on her. “You guys must be my new roommates. I’m Jeremiah.”“Hey, what up man. I’m Frank. But some people call me Chiefer, The Herbalist, The Herbivore, Space Cowboy, High Flyer, Rasta Man, The Enlightened, Mr. Puffer, Bong Buddy, Air Head, Bush Docter, Spleef Bongtoker, Purple Monkey Balls, Reefer Chiefer, or Smokie McPot. You can call me whatever.” “Nice to meet you, whatever,” Jeremiah says. Ha! His dad shakes his head. Maybe he might not be all that brainless after all. He’s got a good sense of. ‘And what would that be?’ Angelique asked as she turned to face him, trying her best to be polite when all she wanted to do was to slam the door closed in his face. Her feet slowly carried her further and further from the doorway, backing up to place the bed between them both. The smirk grew wider at the sight of her dread of him. It was the simplest things in life that gave him joy. Even through the midst of a Gang War, through the troubles of a Boss on his death bed, he still found pleasure. Almost instinctively, I returned the kiss. She was an incredible kisser. She gently sucked on my lower lip as she stroked my hair as I put my arms around her. I felt her breasts press against mine as we rubbed our bodies together. “Let’s do it, baby,” she whispered as she kissed my neck and shoulders. “I don’t know, Mel,” I said. Secretly, I was losing my will to refuse her. “Let’s do it, baby,” she said again. “I don’t want to do anything without him here,” I said as I felt her warm mouth on.