Lion Head Mesa [m] chorro

"certainly. i will come." her lost limb hardly registered any longer, and especially not to the girl belen who looked toward the other servant with shining eyes. "does the body servant to the house of gucci have a name?" she purred, falling into step once she had disposed of the stained cloths and stretched her legs a little. ramesses might enjoy the look of this one; he favored jawahir and possessed kasmut. the man beside her might well find himself in those strong and pretty arms if he was ready for such jubilant attention.