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"Er, I'm a little concerned about protocol,"

I demurred.  "Not to mention our extreme size difference.  Hold still."  I extended my finger and gently patted Angela on the head, with a heartfelt "Good job."


"OMGGGGG!!1!!!" she squealed.  "Hes touching me!  Were practically lovers now!"

"Time to go lie down,"  several Ixies said as Angela began to giggle and convulse.  They gently grabbed her and escorted her away.


I turned to make a comment to Burnside but saw that she was crumpled on the ground in some sort of daze.  I hadn't even used the Orgasmic Touch on her.  Was my Mojo really that powerful?  Maybe I should tone it down somehow ... but then again, Vernier didn't react that way to me, and neither had Lana Lynne.

"What are thy orders, Sire?" Typantronn inquired, interrupting my reverie.

"At ease, Commander," I said, holding up my hand for her to land on.  "All of that hovering must be exhausting."

"We are used to it," she grunted as she alighted in my palm.


"I'm pleasantly surprised that I didn't see you all frantically collecting your winnings when I emerged from the gate.  Did you not bet on my capture and how soon I would escape?"

"We were too worried to place wagers, but now that thou mentionest it ... verily we missed a lot of opportunities.  We shall have to make up for lost time now that thou art back and safe."

"There's no hurry on that," I stated, regretting that I had brought up the subject at all.  "Right now I would like to speak to Vernier as soon as possible, so that I can commend her on her excellent handling of the situation.  I also want a full report on Rebecca's condition.  Furthermore, I want to discuss our plans and make sure we are all coordinated and on the right track.  Additionally I need to compensate her for the resources she spent maintaining this ruse."

Plus it will be wonderful to see her, I thought.

"He hath the goo-goo eyes again," an Ixie observed.  "Two aphids sayeth he -"

"We were instructed to bet only on mission-related matters," Typantronn barked, with a warning look at the other Ixie.

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Comments

to be frank it feels like things are going from messy to messy-er i'm seriously wondering how could elven society even function at any point in time

Simone Spinozzi

It's nice that Adler's goofy assortment of followers were able to focus for this long.


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