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When they were
admitted, Caitlin was amazed at how spacious and tastefully decorated
the room was. Apparently, Tarkstooth was quite important around here.
The two men immediately began discussing the rebel base, and how
to find it, as Tarkstooth poured three glasses of wine. Caitlin sat
at Fader's feet again, and thanked Tarkstooth rather timidly for the
wine he offered her. Mihiro Taniguchi was still uneasy around the old man, and the
look of obvious interest he was giving Mihiro's didn't help a bit.
When Tarkstooth also sat down in a chair that put Caitlin as
close to his feet as to Fader's, Mihiro Taniguchi concentrated on Mihiro's wine and
nervously edged closer to Fader's legs.
"Caitlin."
Mihiro Taniguchi reluctantly looked up at Tarkstooth as he addressed her.
Mihiro's eyes widened slightly in fear as his hand stroked Mihiro's hair gently.
"You needn't be so afraid, my dear," Tarkstooth continued. "I
appreciate beauty as much as the next man, but I am also a gentleman.
I have no intentions of forcing myself on you, so you can relax in the
knowledge that my caresses are not a prelude to anything further.
Now, please do me the honor of sitting by my feet while Lord F
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