Lion Head Mesa Sips froth from soft, warm joe

Soon he was no longer alone. He heard the guard's deep voice and turned to smile at him. I'm always happy to have the mazoi join me, he assured his friend. 

He glided through the water, over to where Arsenio had just gotten in. The water is not as nice as it was, but it still does the job. Another smile. Would you like me to do that for you? he asked. The mazoi do not have to bathe themselves if they don't want to. Sayf was happy to serve the guard if he would let him. History had shown that the handsome man did not want from him what the rest usually did.