The smooth stone of the tub looked like marble but was so perfectly smooth it felt almost like satin as the two sisters slid around in the tub pleasuring each other.  While the sisters had never had problems finding time to enjoy each other's bodies, it seemed like the sides had been sculpted to caress their forms and support their passionate throes.  Later when they left the inn they noticed the tavern was full now, full of people carousing, eating, laughing, and enjoying themselves.  A sound that could be heard once they opened the door to their new apartment, but not before, thanks to the heavy wooden door.  To say that the sisters were glowing from the hours of intimate pleasure would be an exaggeration, though not much of one.  Between the sauna, the bath, and the multiple orgasms their skin was bright and fresh, and the smile on their lips was probably not the main thing that drew the eyes of men, and a few women, as they passed out onto the streets of Laelith.<br/><br/>The heat of the day had broken, and it was a comfortable temperature out in the late evening as the sisters followed the still crowded streets among the twisting ruins that had been reclaimed into a city.  The sun sat low in the west, and when they looked up the slope that the city sat upon, the buildings seemed to be highlighted with the red glow of the sun as it crouched lower and lower in the sky.  The sisters drew looks as they walked down the street, but they couldn't help but notice that while the heat had broken, and it seemed people were a little more conservative in their dress, there was still the half naked slave moving about their own buisness.   Another thing the girls couldn't help but notice was the sounds from open windows.  Usually talking, yelling, laughing, or the like, every day life.  But there was the occasional sound of pleasurable moan from an open window.  The tightly packed city and heavy population, combined with the need to open windows in the evening meant that privacy was probably a more valuable commodity, something that made their own apartment even more valuable.  Of course, when they walked by what was obviously a higher end brothel, with both male and female prostitutes leaning out windows chatting with clients, it became clear that sex was not an unknown or hidden virtue in this city.  Despite the fact that dragonborne guards wearing the crest of Bahamut on their tabards scowled at the sex workers, they didn't seem overly disturbed by the blatant sexuality.<br/><br/>Before long the sisters arrived at the broad open area where several streets intersected and were met with a massive fountain.  There squatting like a giant toad, sat a massive stone building that bore markings in several languages atop it's doors, identifying it as the Mage's Collective Laelith Academy.  While the front doors were closed, they didn't appear to be locked and opened on well greased hinges.  The sisters walked into a small atrium and then what could only be called a 'reception hall'.  A young man stood behind a chest high desk, writing with ink and quill onto a book.  Apparently copying a much older book, he set the quill down and looked up at the two women as they walked in.  He smiled and greeted them simply,<strong> "Welcome to the academy, my name is Joshian, how may I assist you today?"</strong>