Karrie started to respond but the second pinch had her giggling again and slapping Rachel's hand.<span style="color: #b30000"> "S-stop it!" </span>After a few minutes Analise came out of the kitchen with a tray of grilled, skewered fish<span style="color: #ff9999">. "Here you go, all caught today and the bones are edible. I don't know what kind of fish they are, I assume The'kal just created them but they take to seasoning excellently and the bones don't stick you."</span>The warlock looked at the Blood Elf as she leaned in and bit Rachel's lower lip. The Elf shifted uncomfortably until Karrie slid off her mate and moved to another chair with a grin.<br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Then I guess I'll just drink my fill and make sure you're good and ready to breed. Let my scent drive you wild like yours does to me..." </span>The clone picked up the speed and The'kal was soon fucking Ashia's with her throat as she was smashed down with each hard thrust.<span style="color: #666600"> "I just love... having my ass pounded and you can't... do it while you're feasting."</span><br/><br/>The barkeep nodded and refilled Order's glass. "Then I don't know what to tell you. If you're not willing to put out the effort or spend the time why bother looking for friends? That's how The'kal made friends, even those who initially despised her came to adore her because she was always around and always polite and friendly." He shook his head and handed back most of her gold. "Are you expecting to be approached? Perhaps you should try another bar. I'm not sure if you've noticed but almost all of the men here are gay."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>