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The three of us were the only ones in the inn, save for the dwarf and a wash boy. Aunt Lucilla plopped onto a stool, sighing exhaustedly as Mom sat beside her, and I took my place on her other side. “You Miss, look like the type who knows her wine!” the old dwarf chuckled to Aunt Lucilla, “Try this vintage on the house, and tell me it ain’t the best thing you’ve had west of Terondia!” “Why, thank you,” Aunt Lucilla grinned at the dwarf, taking the glass, “it’s nice to see someone in Drastinar knows how to treat guests.” “Oh, don’t think me too charitable,” the dwarf winked, “women who know their wine have the coin to gain that knowledge, and the best vintage west of Terondia is whatever the hell I’ve got behind the counter!” Aunt Lucilla and Mom laughed at that, but I didn’t get the joke. Still, their laughter made me laugh. “You sir, stick out like a sore thumb in this town,” Aunt Lucilla smiled, “what’s a man like you doing in a drab place like this?” “Now don’t go bad-mouthing the honest folk of Towerhead,” the innkeeper scolded, though he was still smiling, “they’re good folk, and they’ve tolerated me well enough.” “They didn’t seem like very good folk,” I said, happy to have an excuse to use the word ‘folk,’ “they seemed mean.” “Nah, they’re just wary of outsiders, especially those of different stock.” the dwarf said, “They had something of a tragedy busty involving a succubus and a young boy recently, pussy and now they’re even more protective of their way of life.” “That succubus wouldn’t happened to be named ‘Tera,’ would it?” Aunt Lucilla asked. “The very same,” the dwarf said, “of course, now she goes by the name of ‘Death Kiss,’ and fights in The Pit. Rubs folk the wrong way, seeing her in the papers. The Sorenson’s got a letter from their boy saying he was Groupsex in debt to slavers, and he disappeared around the same time Tera did. Didn’t take much conjecture to put two-and-two together to figure Tera got him roped into some kind of scheme. She’s involved with Night Eyes, and no good’s ever come from dealings with that killer.” “That explains why everyone gave us a death-stare when Flora mentioned Tera,” Mom said to Aunt Lucilla, “how she knows a succubus ring-fighter is beyond me.” “If your smart, you’ll keep that woman’s name in the back of your mouth,” the dwarf said quietly, “the folk here are good folk, but Good Mother knows Tera might as well be the devil to ‘em.” “A dwarf following the maternal path?” Mom asked incredulously, smiling at the old man, “Did I just hear that right?” “It’s not too uncommon,” the dwarf said, “judging by the hue of your hair, Miss, I’d say someone in your lineage was a bit short of stature, and judging by the necklace you’re wearing, shaved I’d say he may have followed the path himself.” He looked at Mom with a twinkle in his eye, “But judging by the amount of chest you’re showing, I’m betting that necklace is mostly just for show, ain’t it?” “Now, Mister!” Mom said, gaping with smiling indignation, “I’ll have you know that I was once a sister of The Holy Mother, threesome and on my path to matronage!” “And somewhere along the path, a tight-fitting turtleneck got in your way,” the old man said slyly, winking at Aunt Lucilla, “and suddenly chastity didn’t seem like such a great destination.” “It’s like you’ve known us for years,” Aunt Lucilla laughed, and then extended her hand, “I’m Lucy, this is Jules, and this Diamond.” Lucilla said, altering their names, but keeping mine the same. I was about to ask why she did that, but Mom’s squeeze on my knee told me to keep quiet. “Jules and Diamond, eh?” the dwarf chuckled, extending his hand to Mom, and then myself, “Aptly-named women! I’ve got to ask, before my curiosity kills me; what exactly are you, Diamond?” “I’m half-nymph, half-elf!” I proclaimed proudly. “Now, I’m no biologist,” the old man smiled, “but from my understanding, a mixture of nymph and elf yields a dawn-elf, not an antlered, young beauty such as yourself.” “My sister is a bit of an anomaly,” Mom grinned back, squeezing my knee again, “but that’s what happens when your father is an incubus.” “Ah, say no more, say no more!” the old man laughed, “I’ve traveled the world and seen many-a-wonder, and none so unique as the mishap offspring of shape-shifters. “let’s get this over with so I can get to bed”. I said yep we sure are, maybe we can get them Groupsex to go back to the house and we can meet them there. “I busty know,” Mommy said. She was astonished to see his erect cock pointing its head towards her. Donated to the Rape Run by Leshan. Brian walked, penguin style due to the pants around his ankles, toward the other side of the shed, but Melinda never found out what he was about to do next. If we didn’t get them back in with the rest of the laundry in time we would just hope she didn’t notice them missing for a week. Her legs kicked out. Fern rose and fell pussy on my cock shaved and I pinched her nipples as she rubbed her clit. I moved my tongue to her nub, lapping gently. I didn’t realise how sensitive the switch was threesome and the vibe burst into life. “What?” she asked, “Nothing you like? The Paragon knew where we were.