It was a strange encounter, the one he had just had with the elven maiden. And it was not what he had expected at all. And yet, something was luring his feet back to the door he had just left, his eill to remain polite gently eroding away as images of his gracious company's naked body, clad naught but in the finest of silk haunted his mind and teased his manhood and soon his desire would not bend to his will anymore.<br/><br/>His steps retraced back and he rapped smartly on the door he had just left moments ago, waondering if he shouldn't abuse the gracious maiden. But he was sure he wasn't capable of abuse. Abuse when met with screams of pleasure was a gray area, was it not..<br/><br/>So he waited outside the beautiful maiden's door, this time, seeking more than her polite company