‘Oh kind sir, thank’ee!’ and she, as had earlier in the day, put the shot back in one hammering draught, releasing the glass to my waiting hand.... I was enraptured to see some small drops of the liquid spill ever so slightly from the edge of the cup to drop languidly upon those smooth and soft hills of flesh, to trickle down into the folds of her deep cleavage. She seemed not to notice, although I could not take my eyes from the sight. I glanced up to see her own eyes searching mine. ‘Why sir,’. Quinn had even taught the local bards a song to play every time he walked into the local tavern:"Come on out,come on in,you've not seen nothing like the Mighty Quinn.Come on out,Come on in.When Quinn the Atlantean gets here,Everybody's going to jump for joy."Predictably, when Quinn the basically easy going wizard got there, everyone jumped for joy. When it was that easy to keep an easy going wizard easy going, you didn't cut corners.As Wizards went, Quinn was all right. He kept the barbarians. I know that my belly looks best covered in a one piece than on display in a skimpy bikini. But I also know that with the right outfit, I can make it look like you’d want to see me in that skimpy bikini. I know that with just a touch of plastic surgery and some braces I could have perfectly straight teeth and a cute little nose, but I’m pretty much ok with being imperfect- most of the time. I know that I could die my hair blonde and my sex appeal would sky rocket. But I’m happy with my black. It was then that I noticed that instead of the usual soft pliability the cloth felt slightly rigid and impulsively I put it to my nose and there was the unmistakable musky scent of dried semen. Nothing unusual about that, as a boy I had myself used a sock to wank into and smiled thinking again of Charlie’s “problems” at the beach the day before and was about to discreetly place it back in the hiding place when I felt the stirrings of my own erection at the thought of Charlie wanking away into.