“Come now lass, stand up and let me see your face,” he bent down some, taking in the now healed bruises and cuts from the beating. XXX Rh’aan just simply kept quiet, finding it a bit amusing. * * * * * *
Gn’nash simply grinned wickedly at her, busy at this one moment; the barmaid was bent over a table, both of those breasts heaving like branches in the wind. “Come on Sam, there is room in the barn for us back under the hayloft…” one was whispering to the other. In a momentary flash of light, she ceases to be, save for a bit of dust on the ground. He did his best to ignore all of the sets of eyes staring at him, awaiting word of what has occurred. Many of the guys, and some girls, slapped him on the back. “Why my dear lady, you can give me and my dearest sister everything
