She had dark brown hair pulled back into an intricate braid. The tail of the braid trailed across her shoulder, between her plump breasts and sat coiled in her lap. Her legs were crossed, and her right arm was laid across the back of the chair she was perched on. Her foot bobbed up and down in a quick tempo. Her eyes were as dark as her hair, but her skin was peachy and smooth. She was wearing a black satin robe over a set of lacy under garments. There was a lot of flesh exposed.I cleared my throat and her foot stopped. I shut the door behind me. And dropped my bags by the foot of the bed.“I’m assuming you are here for the service I paid for. But as I told the other gal-““Yeah, she told me what you said darlin’ that’s why I’m here and not Jessie. She’s not much for this part of the job. She picks up my waitressing shifts, and I pick up her studs in exchange for not having to be on my feet all night.” She s

I dressed and quickly grabbed what few supplies I figured I would need. I locked my room and jogged up the stairs. I didn’t need to give this woman the impression I wasn’t listening.I turned the next corner and walked into a giant expanse of flesh. The moment my face smacked, two hands on my shoulders were violently shoving me away and down. I was flat on my ass when I looked up to see the patroness herself starring down at me.“First looks free my boy.” She chuckled playfully at me. “Touching is going to cost you though.”“I-I I am so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention-“ I struggled to explain, I was becoming increasingly more flustered as I realized what had happened.“Oh, don’t get your panties in a twist honey. It was only an accident.” She cut me off as she helped me up from the floor. “You can call me Dot. My sister has already informed me of your position.” She repli

I returned to my room to find Flora leaning against my door. She had on a ruby red kimono with two large emerald, green serpent dragons embroidered across it. Her hair was pulled up into a mock geisha with dangling chop stick and a hair comb to boot. Her feet were shoved into a pair of high heeled wedges that made her feet look small and dainty.She looked like a fantasy come to life, but I didn’t have time for her sensual distractions. I could easily lose all the time I’d been allotted for training by giving in to this succulent woman.“I was wondering if you were ever going to show up.” She simpered as she pushed off the door to come stand in front of me. “I was thinking,” she said as she sashayed up to me and ran her long fingers up my stomach and threw the buttons of my shirt. “that I could have a little bit of your time. I can let you have me in any way you want. That way you can do your tasks and be satisfied at the same

The ceremony finished as suddenly as it started. Mistress Anon informed the crowd of its conclusion and invited everyone over to enjoy a drink or companion over at The Widows Enclave. The level of confidence this woman had was astonishing. As addressed the crowd while still stake naked. Not even batting an eye at the open nudity she was displaying. It was only after she had finished speaking that she turned to her sister and began donning her cloths. Her boots snapped shut and she adjusted her bodice as she turned to me with intent in her eyes.“Go to the rectory across the street and speak with the father of Our Unblessed Fallen. Ask him to purchase a casket of the most recent departed. If he informs you that the most recent is more than two days old, ask him to place an order for the newest arrival. A corpse of that decomposition would be to far out of your depth right now.” She ordered as she grabbed out a coin pouch and proceeded to hand me three platinum coin

“That can’t possibly work Anon.” Lucy stated. “It would take exceptional control to keep the storm from taking him too.” She folded her arms and leaned toward Anon in a clearly hostile pose.Mistress Anon laughed at her friend, clearly unfazed by her anger.“I believe in you Lucy. I have seen you do exceptional things that no other sorcerer could even dream of doing.”“You should have seen my grandfather. You would have taken him for a husband with how powerful he was.” Lucy replied solemnly. It seemed her anger had fizzled with the mention of her power.  “Oh, come now.” Mistress Anon muttered as she shifted uncomfortably. “You can’t think so little of me. Mere power would not entice me into such an abominable union.”And with that Lucy let out a laugh that would put most men to shame. It boomed off the distant walls and echoed back to us with a surprising vol