.”When we were done, I excused him, and he left.“Okay, Grandfather what was that all about?”If I had expected an answer, well one was not forthc...oming at this time. I looked over at the girls, who couldn’t have looked more innocent, and realized, it was anything but the truth. Should I trust them? Grandfather said I should, but wouldn’t say why. Did I have a choice, yes, I felt I did, but if these girls had wanted me dead, it could have happened any number of times and ways. I looked again at. She wondered if perhaps it wasn’t too late to redress her neglect. It wouldn’t be a leisurely pussy-pampering session like at home but she had done some lovely things for herself in bathroom stalls in the past and doing her own oyster in a strange almost public place made everything happen faster and sometimes even better. She squeezed her thighs together, involuntarily as she considered the prospect. She was startled out of this train of thought when a tall young woman crossed into her. She was the best weapons master in their guild. So Aric found himself challenged to various sparing matches with the thought of embarrassing him by having him lose repeatedly to women.He did quite well against various ones of them in the arena, and while sparing with them he thought this was walk in the garden compared to what his wife normally put him through. He always thought that she really didn't fully understand restraint.And it was going well until one disgruntled sister threw a spell. She felt him arch his back in appreciation as she ran her hand along his spine. She tickled under his chin and scratched behind his ears, all of which he enjoyed immensely. ‘So, who do you belong to, puss?’ And she felt around its neck in search of a collar which might reveal a name and address tag. But there wasn’t one. ‘Well, I’m sure you belong to somebody, so off you go, young man. I have to close the window now, it gets a bit chilly this time of the afternoon.’ She watched him walk across.