“Huh?

“Master, you are hardly ever not horny. Even when you mind is on other matters, all it takes is the slightest of invitations and you seem ready. That is very odd."

“What? I figured it was just, y'know, being a guy."

“Have you truly always felt Like this?"

Gregory thought about that for a moment. Actually, he hadn't exactly felt the need to give the old one eyed monster a tug nearly as many times as before. Then again, he hadn't had any beautiful, sexy women to tempt him.

"I guess I've amped it up a Little since we first came here. It's just, you know, with Algra and Janette, Fiona and Lydia, Valise and you. It's kind of hard to keep the snake in the cage, you know?"

“And nor should you." Talina Lifted her hand to give his shoulder an affectionate pat.

“But master, I am Torren‘s fantasy. He lusts after me a great deal. He is also young and strong. Yet even he needs to take a little while after being with me to recover. You, on the other hand, have just spent all night constantly making love to two women and then awoken four hours later ready for more. That is not normal. Fun, no doubt, but not normal.“

“Ok, now you put it like that I guess I am stretching the limits of what's biologically possible. Should I be worried? Is there like, a humping sickness around here or something?"

“Ha! No, my master. Not that I know of, and I know of many ailments. It is just strange, and I thought it time that you should be made aware of it. You don't seem to have noticed."

“Yeah, well, I have a lot of nice distractions to keep me occupied. Not to mention some very not-nice ones that occasionally nearly get me killed. But thanks for talking to me about it.”

Talina nodded and Gregory found himself grateful that she'd kept the conversation going. It allowed him to concentrate on her words rather than her body and his morning flag-pole was no longer threatening to tear open his trunks.

They found Torren flopped over on his bed inside his tent, snoring up a storm.

“He doesn't seem to do that when I'm with him. It's rather sweet, don't you think?" Talina flashed him a smile before going to wake up her slightly oversized Lover.

It took several minutes during which Torren sleepily smiled and lifted his huge arms up to wrap around the slender woman before pulling her into bed with him. Gregory stifled a laugh as Talina squeaked out a little cry of alarm at being flung off her feet. She then remedied the problem by blowing out a Lungful of air into Torren's face that shocked him so much he flung her from his grip and wobbled a bit on the edge of the bed before falling face first onto the floor.

Talina gave him an encouraging smack on his sizeable rear end.

“Get up! Master is here.“

“Mawha?" Torren lifted his head up to rub his nose and look around before laying eyes on Gregory.

Gregory waved amiably.

Torren shot up to his feet as quickly as his sizeable bulk could manage before snatching up some furs from the bed to wrap around his waist. At first Gregory hadn't quite seen the attraction between the pair of them, but it was clear from that glance that much of Torren's extra bulk was comprised of muscle as much as fat. He could probably have propped up a bridge if he had a mind to.

“Master! Bloody hell! I'm sorry! I‘ve slept too much! I'll get to work right—"

“Easy there, metal-head." Gregory's tone was gentle despite the new nickname that Talina seemed immediately delighted with.

“It's sunrise. You're not supposed to be working. I'm here because the lady brought me."

Torren looked questioningly at Talina, who pointed at a protruding object near the bed that was covered in linen cloth. A light seemed to ignite behind Torren's eyes and he tied his furs up firmly around him to free his hands. Then he picked up the large cloth covered item and walked over to Gregory.

“This is for you. For the provings," he said.