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There would at least a little more sex before they were done. His package had included anal, he figured he would try that before the night was over. Maybe it was time for that. He did not know if this would be the last sex they had tonight or not. Though they would probably do a little more non-sexual things before going to sleep. “I guess I’d like to try the last thing I paid for. Do we just do that, or does it need a little more preparation?” He was not really sure how this worked, he was more interested in experiencing it out of curiosity, how different it felt from the other side.

"Well that makes me happy and Logan.....since we have all night what would you like to do now." She asked looking into his eyes.

Logan had no idea what too fast really meant. That was part of the reason for being here, to get more used to women both sexually and otherwise. As long as she did not confess her love for him, it was probably fine. “It’s okay. I’m looking forward to it. I’m just still trying to figure everything out.” It was not the most conventional way to learn, not one he would admit in public or to friends. But he was enjoying it.

Anya smiled happily but could tell from his body language he must have thought they were moving to quickly. "I....I'm sorry if I'm moving to fast please let me know. It's just my first customer to not leave after having sex. So I guess I just excited to know that there are still good men out there that care of women....even us whores."

That alien should have kept his wife's name out his fuckin mouth Promised redemption

Now that's what I call a close encounter. Alien's Resurrection

The invitation he had somewhat expected but would not ask for already came. Logan had not expected to get it so soon. But then he was not sure how the invitations were usually given out. They could not exactly be mailed. Customers generally paid in cash to keep the visits here secret, with their home addresses being unknown. Maybe this was how it usually done, but maybe normally a little closer to the day. "...Oh?...yeah, I can come, probably." Unless something unexpected came up, he did not think he had anywhere else to be. Even for big days like that, his family tended not to gather very often anymore, between busyness and everyone

Alia blinked as she emerged the stairs and saw her master in question waiting for her. She frowned a little and listened to his words. Once he explained she uttered, “a-a bath, together?!” She was blushing bright but then calmed down and sighed, knowing she had no choice in the matter, “very well…” Alia began to follow Zin through the manor, feeling all of the lustful eyes in her. She was completely alone here at least that’s what it felt like. It felt like all of the men here wanted her all to themselves. She was completely overpowered and powerless. As they entered the bathroom, Alia watched Zin undress and then step into the bath

Anahel blinked as Maxim suddenly took her hand and began to wrap the other around him. She instinctively grabbed onto his shoulder with her free hand and began to awkwardly and sloppily follow his movements, a blush on her face from their closeness. “W-what is… this…?” She asked him.

Fuck, but S W E E T

“You really don’t remember much at all of your old life, I guess.” Maxim paced back and forth a bit. “The life of a prince is rather different from the life of most. Recently I’ve been more focused on fighting or running. Even now, much of what a royal would do as a pass time is not something available to me, at least until I regain more of my kingdom.” There was one thought. Weird as it seemed, it might help her a little. “You might be an Angel, but you took a look of a lady, and I guess you were a woman of some sort in your old life. So I will do one of the things I taught to do with ladies at court.” He took her hand, put he a

Anahel shrugged her shoulders and answered, “I do not know. I does feel rather boring… but I wouldn’t know what to do to pass the time in this human world, a world not meant for me…” she then turned to him and asked, “what do you do to pass the time Prince Maxim?”

Texas: "Projects? Don't tell me you've been working in the garage with wrench jocky, Coco?" She whistles and grins a bit, her demeanor becoming a bit more relaxed and less intense. "Handyman, Hunter, Guard, and now some kinda inventor or something? You really like to keep busy, huh?" Texas was known for being a bit confrontational. More so than any of the other staff, if the need for altercation to turn physical came up, she'd would be the first to answer the call. Her attitude would tend land her in hot water, with both Vanilla, and Mint, the island's other Diety and founder of the Defense squad. She had of habit of letting her mouth sa

Maxim was a little surprised by that. Was it the use of a small remaining bit of her power? “I’ll try to make sure it is cared for.” It was a small thing but perhaps it would make a difference. Anything to help feed the people was welcome. “Is there anything that can be done for except to wait? You don’t eat, drink, or sleep. But is there anything that can be done to help you rest more effectively?” It was not just about helping her regain her power, but helping her, in return for all the help she was giving.

Anahel nodded and said, “I could restore it… at full power maybe… it would drain me a lot… though, that’s not the only way I can help to restore it,” she told him and placed her hand down onto the dirt. The area under her hand seemed to glow gold and when she moved her hand away there was a sapling. “Care for this and it will sprout into a great fruit tree and with it will come seeds, seeds that can be planted and with that, the grass and flowers will also return, I will do as much as I can everyday to try to restore some of the land on occasion. It will be beautiful and prosperous again.”

That’s why she was here. She was not just here because she was ordered, she appeared to believe in the mission. She did not like killing, but that was good, neither did he. They were doing it because they had to. They could maybe reduce some of it with these ideas, but they still had to fight some. He lightly kicked the empty dirt in the field. The Vanorians had clearly taken everything growing here. “When we first walked out here I was tempted to ask if you could restore these fields, like you did the woman. Though I guess if you can it will have to wait a bit longer, until you have recovered some energy.”

Anahel nodded and smiled saying, “I hope so too, but I have faith and I have hope that all will go well.” She looked to him into his eyes, “I know you will succeed in your goals. I know you will win. I know that you can do it, Prince Maxim, I believe in you and I will help.”

Maxim was happy Anahel had that much confidence in him. He did not think he was a military genius of any sort, but he had to do what he could with what he had. “Hopefully the soldiers who ran here spread the word and some them will surrender or run to avoid facing your power. Reputation and rumor may help us more than anything. We might have to do that a few more times to make the story stronger. That even seeing you will be enough to win at least some battles.” Maybe one or two more towns doing something similar to here. After that they might just be too scared, at least until they reached some of their biggest targets.

Anahel nodded, “yes, that would be beneficial. If I’m constantly darting around supporting everyone, I’m afraid I will tire much faster than intended…. Strategy will be beneficial. I believe in you that you will develop something brilliant Prince Maxim.”

It still could have some value, but he would have to be careful about when he used it. They could still win this war. Maxim was confident of that. But it was not going to be quick or easy as he hoped. “…We may have to be slower. Defensive at times. But you can’t be everywhere at once. A priority will be to try to get a strategic point the Vanorians can’t go around, to secure as much territory as we can.” He had to try to think though, if there was any points like that and how much fighting to do to get there. Of course they had to clear any Vanorians out between here and such a point.

Anahel listened to his question and said, “if I were to strength you or anyone, my energy would be divided depending on how much strength I chose to give you or anyone else. If I were to make you incredibly strong, it would use up all of my energy and leave me completely drained…”

They would need to get creative probably. Try to rely more on things like terrain, or traps, or tricks to get as many soldiers into one spot as much as possible. But then Maxim remembered the other idea he thought of earlier. “What about the magic to make me stronger. Is that a one time use of energy, or do you gradually use energy as the spell is in effect? How many could you potentially strengthen at a time?” He would not hope for a super army but even a small group enhanced like that could make a significance difference too. It might even be the more effective strategy at times. He could charge in and cut down a significant number

Anahel nodded at Maxim saying, “perhaps we should find some and test them.” She then said, “that attack I used… yes, I think I can use others thought that was the main one. I’ll see just what else I am capable of.”

“We’ll have to live with that. Might be able to find a few of those potions too, test if they work on an angel, if so use them in emergencies. Other than that though, we’ll have to be more careful. May have to move slower and at times be more creative to get more use out of your power. Was that your main form attack, or can you do others things? If so those other things potentially use less of your power, depending on what they were?” They had to plan a little more now, knowing there were limits to Anahel. That she was not the super weapon Maxim had in his first impression. He had to make the most effective use of her power. Make the

How many years ago was it? The only woman I ever loved. Perhaps the only one I ever would. It was so hard to meet other people, even harder to meet women. For a list of reasons that only got harder as I get older. You called me one morning. You knew how much I hate the phone. Verbal interaction in general. You told me so casually. You had been at a party along with one of your friends. That one you had me meet once. Told me he was jealous of me and you had been sort of friends with benefits. Now you casually tell me you slept with him there. Now you are pregnant with his kid. You plan to give it up for adoption. You say it like

Anya giggled. "Well if you aren't busy I will invite you this next Holiday Season. I mean that's only if you wish to come. I won't force you." She smiled. She knew he was only a friend but part of her felt a bit closet but not to the boyfriend level yet. Maybe like a friend she count on or maybe a brother figure but she just couldn't put her finger on it.

@AirAllie14 Alia did not have to look for long. A few moments after ascending her basement room, she would run into Lord Zin himself. It appeared he was waiting for her this entire time. "Ah, my dear Alia! You look stunning in your new attire." He complimented the Elf in her see-through dress. "Unfortunately, you're gonna have to remove it soon. You see, I am in a dire need for a bath and I'd like you to join me." Despite the sentence being a request, Alia knew it was an order she could never refuse. Zin then led Alia through the occupied manor. The Elf could feel the lustful gazes of the guards as they passed by, her transparent dr