Written in very cursive script denoting the maturity and education of the author
I’m still a little bit drunk from the party and haven’t actually gone to bed yet and it’s almost time to get dressed for the wedding. That was quite some party and the entertainment was, shall we say, rather enticing.
I think that poor Raleth was rather shocked when I came bouncing in with my usual devil-may-care attitude, however, I think he was more shocked that there he sat with all Rangers in attendance. I don’t think we got too out of control but we definitely let our hair down, so-to-speak. It’s been a while since I have felt comfortable enough to really relax and this was with a bunch of total strangers.
We all had our usual male thing going and I think that I shocked them when I said that I was engaged to a Death Knight and had a Kaldorei mate. One poor fellow thought I was a “god” for having two women; however, they wanted to know if I serviced them both at the same time. I did respond by telling them that the thought never really entered my mind. Well, it has but I’m not that crass.
Oh, the dancers were absolutely arousing. We had one Kaldorei and one Sindorei. I will have to admit that I was very entranced by the two of them and made sure that I gave them both sizeable tips. However, it was kind of hard to put the coins in the Kaldorei’s costume while she undulated delightfully almost in my face. She definitely knew how to move her body and I couldn’t help but notice that my body was responding to the attention, hope no one else noticed that bit.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at poor Raleth’s discomfiture with the dancers. I told him that he ought to get Lali to give him a private dance or two after they were married and I think that I shocked him. Amyn has danced for me a few times as part of our foreplay and I’ve danced for her – it just adds a little bit more excitement to the lovemaking. I guess Raleth and Lali are using some kind of lovemaking manual to show the different positions – I don’t think I need a book because I think I could actually write one at this stage in my life.
I think I was a lot older than some of the other Rangers present and apparently the only one that has left the service and been quite successful with my business ventures. One poor fellow seemed a bit down on his luck though; he said something about leaving the Rangers to go home to help out with the family business. He’s the one that hired the dancers and I think he did an awesome job with that task.
I think that I shocked Raleth a time or two with my openness in talking with his friends, hope I didn’t overstep my bounds there. I just don’t have anything to hide and I’m not ashamed of what I’ve done with my life with the exception of the predicament that I am in currently.
There was one gentleman that arrived a bit late in a blaze of glory. A Kaldorei mage that made an entrance that definitely caught our attention. He didn’t sound like he was too keen on Kaldorei females because he stated several times they were nothing but trouble or some such nonsense, which Raleth took offense too. He also mentioned he had a son that was involved with a female from Exodar. Now, talk about an unusual pairing. I suppose that it’s okay if they care for one another, however, I don’t think that I have ever bedded a female with hooves – they scare me. I’ll have to ask Dawnglory about it because I’m sure that he has in some point in his life.
I’m not ashamed to admit that I was one of the first to leave, not only because the hour was getting late but watching those dancers had me so aroused that it was almost physically painful and it’s been such a long time since I’ve been with a woman. Yes, I stopped by one of the local establishments and had that dealt with. It’s rare that I pay for that sort of thing but a man has his needs and I was beyond desperate.
Here I sit, living with two women, the fellows at the party thought that I was awesome for that. Little do they know that I haven’t slept with either one of them in quite a while – not that I haven’t wanted too but I didn’t want to rock the boat. We three need to sit down and figure out what we’re going to do this arrangement because my libido sometimes won’t take “no” for an answer.
Oh man, I better go start pouring some coffee down my throat and see if I can’t sober up before the household wakes up, not to mention, I smell like I’ve been to a whore house, which I have. Wouldn’t do for either Poetica or Amyn to catch that scent on me, I think I might be a dead man by default. So, coffee is made and I’m going to go take a bath.
However, I will have to admit that I am a bit more relaxed or it’s a combination of getting laid and all of the booze that I drank. I think that I scared the poor girl at the Animal because I was on her like the desperate man that I was – it wasn’t the best I’ve ever had, however, she was very good. Damn, I can’t remember her name.
Well, Pan knows I’ve been out and done something stupid, he’s giving me that “stare” that he gets when he doesn’t approve of my actions. He’s an animal, I shouldn’t care what he thinks, however, he puts me on some real guilt trips with that stare and that rumble he gives me when he’s unhappy with me.