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The offer being innocent, Zelnath was not really disappointed that Mina did not move. The possibility of tempting Mina with such views was not on her mind in the moment. Just with size differences, it was likely Mina would get plenty of chances to see those in future. If she walked behind Zelnath, her tail was the only thing that might block them at all. For now her eyes sometimes drifted to Mina, innocently on display, only somewhat hid by the water. She also watched the door. Keeping an eye on anyone who might walk in. Especially males, females were less likely to be interested, especially in Mina, but she knew there was a chance.

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It was nice that Zelnath was also getting clean. But they also had a point: someone else might enter if they stayed for too long. She had conflicted thoughts on that. On one hand it could be someone like Dante. Someone who would try to force them to do something. On the other hand they were probably safe within the manor! Probably! And they might be someone who could fit a little easier? Not that she was thinking of doing more, of course! But her arousal wasn't completely gone. Those thoughts could, occasionally, spring into her mind. I could move behind Zelnath. That was also a possibility, one offered by the Centaur. But Mina didn

The other demons went quiet at the threat from Micori. They were mostly trying to encourage Jumi and Mitsuko to get even more into it. Which seemed to be working. It was not impossible one or more of the demons might need Micori’s attention before those two were done. But for now they quietly watched. Though the request to be the ones that filled Micori’s holes did tempt one or two. It was rare to get a chance to do that to such a powerful demon. At least one might be tempted to try after watching Jumi and Mitsuko a bit. ‘You are mine’. Mitsuko said. There were a few ways to take that, and in the moment, Jumi could believe Mitsuk

Pat was a solitary man, in the decades he has been alive he has never re married not ever since the war. he chewed on his cigar sitting on a log staring out at the pasture. well as he sat at the edge of the woodland looking into the pasture. He both loved and hated the woods. loved for it was a solitary place for him to sit and ponder, loathe as it looks exactly like all of those battles he survived so long ago. The books talked of the big battles of regiments standing shoulder to shoulder, what they dont tell you is the brutal and bloody hand to hand combat that went through the forests and valleys, in fact most of the war was fought amongst