"Master?" Ciril announced them."Ciril? Why have the two of you returned so soon?" Tarn asked turning and facing the two sorcerers. "Did you find anyth...ing from the Savoy? Do you know who this stranger is?" No, Master, we did not find anything of use in Savoy. Master, we have lost contact with Gregor and Henrik. They were last sensed on the road to Milan but their trail abruptly stops there."Tarn's scream of rage could be heard throughout the first level of the keep. Ciril and Damijan both. But when she sobers up she acts like she doesnt remember any of it. You see after having our c***dren she has really toned down the sluttiness except in the instances when shes hammered. And besides those times we actually hardly have sex anymore. However every time she gets drunk she gets horny as shif and wants to be a dirty puta who deserves to have her fat hairy latin cunt banged out by a big cock. The last couple of times she has passed out i was able to fuck her in her hairy pussy and. " Well, I think we should have them and Sarah and maybe Mark and Allison and have a sort of pre-Christmas anniversary dinner somewhere." Nice notion. You wouldn't have an eighth in your head, so Sarah won't be odd woman?" Well..." And it wouldn't happen to be male?" Am I evil?" No. Who is he?" He's about a year or two older than us. His name is Henry. He said he was called 'Henry Unpronounceable'. He's a student intern at the Gallery. He's from Hawaii and he's part or mostly Hawaiian. He's. The two women tucked into the meal, which Ana found surprisingly tasty. She'd forgotten that the food was vegetarian and it was only later that she'd reflected that there hadn't been any meat involved in the preparation. The salad was particularly pleasant: so much crisper and tastier than the soggy affairs she'd eaten in the Brothel canteen. Ketaba was also right about the wine. The food tasted better for it, and the wine seemed somehow more appropriate with food."You seem to get on very well.