Frank chuckled and shook his head.<span style="color: #4dffa6"> "leave the animal husbandry up to me, i am a farmer after all. but a barn is mostly a big empty building used to store all manner of things. grandpa and pa always said, 'rain may make the crops grow boy, but it will wreck your tools. take care of your tools and they will take care of you.' and it's so very true."</span>he walked with her and smiled happily.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"so you should feel right at home here huh?"</span>he stuck his tongue out teasingly and walked inside with her. he squeezed her hand gently and ignored the looks, obviously showing no interest in their magical tomes. he sniffed the air and sighed happily as he looked around.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"so it is, but i wonder if they can bake a decent apple pie... ma made the best apple pie in all of Lordareon. one time, when i was young we went to the capitol for a big festival in honor of then prince Terenas Menethil's engagement to Lianne. all the towns and villages sent their best gifts, our village sent ma with her pies and the prince proclaimed it the best dish in all the world. five other villages seethed in rage and the royal cook quit in protest. it was an uproar but pa and i were so proud of her while she blushed so hard you would think her blonde hair would turn red. he gifted our farm to us in perpetuity and gave them a nice purse of coin. that night he got drunk and ran off with two extra pies... dad used to tell that story every time ma made a pie and she blushed every time."</span>he got in line to order and sighed.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"i miss them so much... but i am glad they died before the Scourge ruined everything. if they could see the farm now they would die again of heartbreak."</span><br/><br/>Tyrande shook her head, looking up at Crimzon.<span style="color: #5900b3">"they are jealous of you my dear, they have both wanted me for a very long time... even if i had been free i would never have been with either of them, i wouldn't destroy their relationship by choosing one."</span>she smirked a little and leaned down to blow across the tip of Crimzon's cock.<span style="color: #5900b3">"such blasphemy must be cleansed."</span>she leaned down to lick Crimzon from base to tip, staring up at her as she did it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>