<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/L5eCEIg.jpg)</div><br/>The man on the cot groaned as she nudged the cot with her boot.  But the lump on it didn't stir.  The smell of wine wasn't overpowering, but it was present, and it wasn't just coming from the empty bottles on the floor either.  Lucille brought her boot down with a sharp snap, the loud crack echoing off the stone walls, yet slightly muffled by all of the wood around them, crates, wine racks, shelves, etc.  Still it had the desired effect as the man groaned again, loudly this time and began to turn, rolling on the cot towards the lithe paladin.<br/><br/>He blinked, his eyes unfocused as Lucile spoke,<em>"My apologies for waking you, I am Lady Lucille, of the Radiant Order and I'm going to help you get your family back."</em><br/><br/>The man blinked repeatedly as she spoke.  The slack look on his face and the dull look in his eyes made her question whether or not the man even understood her words.  At first she thought he was still drunk beyond comprehension, but then she noticed the slight downturn of his eyes, the broad brow, the way his gaze seemed a bit too far off.  Even as he blinked and his eyes roamed up and down her form, they still seemed a bit distant.  Maybe it was the tendrils of sleep still clinging to his form, or the specter of wine on his brain, but Lucille suspected that John was not a very bright man even at his best.<br/><strong><br/>"Whus sat?"</strong>He said shifting in his cot to get a better look at her.<strong>"Oh a lady then?  I ain't never dreamed bouts no lady afore.  Never dreamed bouts none as pretty as you.  Usually I just dreams about girls I know.  But thas all right then."</strong>He shifted on the cot and moved to sit up, one rough calloused hand going to his waist band.  Before Lucille even realized what he was doing he was hauling his cock out of his roughspun trousers.  His cock was thick and meaty even in it's flaccid state and he began tugging on it as he said,<strong>"Never dreamed bouts no fancy ladies, musta been that new wine.  But its all right, ya gotta suck me quick like, afores I wakes up!"</strong><br/><br/>Lucille quickly realized that the man was a bit dim, and obviously thought he was still dreaming.  She also couldn't help but realize that the man's cock was growing thick and full with each rapid tug.  Slowly however some sort of light of comprehension came over his face,<strong> "Wait a second..."  </strong>He said slowly.  The tugs on his cock slowing almost as if he couldn't quite focus on his current thought and stroking his rapidly hardening cock at the same time.<strong>"Dis isn't a dream... is it?"</strong><br/><br/>He looked down at his dick in his hand, pulling a blanket over the hardness as if ashamed then back up to Lucille,<strong>"I ain'ts never seen no one as pretty as you.  An they say I'm slow headed, so I wouldn't be dreamin you up outta the blue.  So's I must be awake.  An I guess that means..."</strong><br/><br/>He puzzled for another moment before his eyes lit for a moment, "<strong>That means yer the answer to mah prayers!  I been prayin to Pelor, an some of the other goodly gods, the way I should, an askin em to send someone likes you!"</strong>