“No problem.” I said.Monday could not come quicker. I took a few cold showers to stop myself from jerking off to thoughts of Tammy’s pregnant b...ody. I waited to hear Doug go to work. I then took a quick shower, tossed on a black wife beater and some white cargo shorts. I walked barefoot around front to my neighbors front door. I don’t think since I moved in that I ever walked around to there front door. It was always out back.I slowly knocked on the door. My hands were sweaty. My cock. The winter here is a dry one – the moisture freezes out of the air. With a mix of pity and schadenfreude, I watched the people huddled up inside a bus stop. At least this one has a shelter. Some are little more than posts with transit signs attached. I lived near one of those my whole life.The light turns green, and I hit the clutch, and then the accelerator. The cold, dark drive continued for another fifteen minutes before I got home. Pulling into my parking spot, I gathered my things, got. It took a bit of coaxing and the aid of telekinetic Dragons, but theyfinally got them both to a ground level weyr where Myloth's wings couldbe tended. Still, Norsella refused to leave his side. Of course, stillkeeping one hand on him as if afraid he would vanish, she gobbled down afull platter of Meat Rolls, bread and Klah without being prompted.The sun was just easing over the ridge when she finally fell asleep.Sorkana smiled, seeing the pair, N'sella curled up, her head resting ona foreleg,. Although when he thought about it, it was probably one of the less remarkable things that had happened to him today. The three Rofts and Jeff sat down at the coffee table and began to talk. A maid bought in a trolley with a tea set shortly thereafter and served them all. They talked for about twenty minutes. The lord and lady both hinted several times as the many unanswered questions they had about Clara’s disappearance, but Clara repeatedly dodged the issue. Jeff, to his own relief, was never.