The Bard

You wake to the familiar feeling of warm skin touching you. You open your eyes to see the room (not yours) with hanging silks and a large circular bed. Three nubile beauties hang closely to your naked body with their own naked warmth. Finally your mind clears and you remember.

The mayor's three daughters. They were at your performance and insisted that there father would be away until... until... MORNING!

You spring from the bed to the sound of hooves tramping down the path. The trio stirs in naked glory making you pine to return to the bed, but you resist. You grab your pants and shirt, find your pack and look out the window.

The mayor and 12 armed guards.

"Damn!"