“Ohhhh,” Rator groaned as he experienced the old man’s touch. A goofy contented smile came over him. He gazed at his surprise conqueror with his unfocused green eyes. “I need to,” he paused as if the act of thinking had suddenly become to difficult. “I…I… am…Rator… I….should…how…what…happening,?” He wheezed as his arms drooped limply by his sides.

“Why don’t you strip off those coverings so I can check out my property?” The elderly man laughed. Rator quietly complied with the request. He briskly disrobed and stood naked before the magical being. Talon watched as the man examined the muscular naked young man who stood before him. He ran her fingertips over his chest. “Nice rounded nipples,” the aged being muttered. “I bet they get firm when stroked. Do it for me?”