<span style="color: Navy">"I'm slightly jealous of you because I know how well Elerona will treat you and your children, but on the other I'm glad I'm not carrying a child, or two, my Mistress would <i>not</i> appreciate her main source of income being unable to perform." </span>She shook her head and started to head into the shadowy Murder Row.<span style="color: Navy"> "It's only a few minutes walk from here, I'll show you where the brothel is since it's on the way to the maternity store. Elerona doesn't have infinite energy dear, I don't think either women will be doing a whole lot of moving tomorrow assuming she's not as sore as Susan. When you fuck women as often as I do the difference between just putting it in a woman and getting laid is massive. You, Elerona, hell even Rachel would be a good lay, these inexperienced and/or heavily intoxicated women I'll be dealing with tonight? That's just putting it in a woman."</span><br/><br/>There was a loud knock on Rachel's door, when she opened the same heavily armored man from before stood before her. This time Karrie was wrapped up in a blanket asleep in his arms. Without saying anything he walked into the room and laid her down on the bed. "She showed up at my door smelling of alcohol, sex, and Light knows what else. Once her robes are clean I'll have them brought by." He removed his massive great sword from his back and leaned it against the wall as he took a seat. "She seems to have multiple personalities, perhaps that's why you two seem to be having this sudden rift form between you two. I know who you are, Priestess, and I know who she is. I also recognized your crest on her right breast."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>