"It's a book about things that happen between adults, I don't think any more explanation is needed my dear. I'll be in the downstairs living room when you're ready to leave."<br/><br/><span style="color: #5900b3">"That just goes to show how insignificant our suffering and struggles are, doesn't it? No matter how bad our lives are from the outside everything is perfectly peaceful. But this is it. Kalimdor, the Eastern Kingdoms, Northrend... and undiscovered or forgotten landmasses. You and I are going to have a little talk about your snooping later."</span>She nodded to Zelina and laughed.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "Susan and I made sure Flora had all of the bits, lactating nipples and an asshole included. We used all of her. Hey, I have to restrain myself when I'm with you, I completely let go with her and pushed myself to my limits even. It was a great work out." </span>Elerona focused again and after a moment the images of Azeroth faded away and were replaced by images of Nail sitting on a couch talking to Thrak, Spite fingering herself, Miriam riding the still handcuffed Anthony like a madwoman, and finally Ashia still hammering away at Vaal who was now filled with so many eggs her belly was touching the bedding.<span style="color: #5900b3"> "I've seen that big black one in Silvermoon." </span>She pointed to Ashia.<span style="color: #5900b3">"I thought she was a one-of-one, I had no idea there were more like her. I think we need to bed one, maybe that blue one? She's looking ready to go, I bet I could rejuvenate myself enough to have some more fun."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>