Too many nights with spicy writings. And a few flings with renegade dark elven mages. There’s one living in Storm Harbor’s Scholar’s Rack, a rat...her capable enchanter. Rather good in bed too, especially once another man is involved. Picked up a few bits and pieces. You have no idea how crazy they get once you shapeshift into their horny little sister.” She sniffed. “Hm, that smells familiar.” Marissa knocked at the closest door.“Enter!” Tanith’s voice sounded surprisingly relaxed. Carver opened. .. I suggest..." I laid out the outline of what I had in mind.Sam was nodding. "That could work. There's a couple of refinements I might suggest which will depend on other factors as we go. But yes, I agree. I want to talk about something else, though. It's related, but separate." She paused there and took a deep breath. I looked at her in surprise; I'd thought all the difficult stuff was in the open. "Daddy, am I attractive?" Why, yes, love, of course. You're very like your mother at the same. I poured some water into two glasses and handed one to her. We both drained the glasses and then she opened her purse and extracted the paper showing a clean STD test. I took my card from my wallet and showed her, and that bit of business out of the way, I walked over to the sofa and sat down. I patted the spot next to me and Pippa came over to where I was, but instead of sitting next to me, plopped down in my lap. She put her arms on my shoulders and looked me directly in the eyes, just as she. I did see what they were busy with, large fish teemed these waters, so I contrived a twine and nail line myself, rather than the netted poles they seemed to favor, and caught numbers of the weighty red fleshed sea-bounty. I saw that the native camps were drying the splayed open fish in the sun, so I emulated their local wisdom, and added drying fish to my indolent passage. I insured the further neglect of the locals by steering for the opposite bank when I saw an encampment ahead, and they.