Rafaellus Say

With father and elder son both occupied, Liandra though it best to approach the crawling Say family member.

At the table sat a bashful couple of girls, perhaps her own age. "Rafaellus?" they nodded, giggling as if it was terribly funny. It was, Liandra had to agree, she called him a couple of times, but one of the giggling girls shook her head, and said "you will probably need to join him, old man" a reference to her mask. Liandra sighted and did just that

"Mr Rafaelus? I was wondering if I could talk to you" she directed to the ass she found under the table. The man turned his head, and she could see the young man had a ridiculous white hairdo and wore a pink attire.

"what are you doing here?" he asks, and Liandra found his tone almost afraid. "you weren't listening to me, so I..."

"That doesn't matter." He cuts her abruptly "Do you like legs?" Liandra mumbles something. "Like that old man... look" She noticed the girls had their skirts hiked, at least above their knees, and their colorful stockings lined very comely pair of legs. She couldn't see much past, in the dark.

"they are gorgeous, aren't they? and their shoes too, so delicate. I can tell they are rich and spoiled, just by looking at the wear of those shoes" He sounded a tad man. "Couldn't they just be new shoes?" but Rafaellus looked at her like she was mad.

"They wont let me come any closer, they kick me if I do... You do it! Do it, and you can chose your price from everything I own!"