Then let's try the streets

“Then let’s try the streets.” You tell Cassia, and her sigh of relief rewards you with a glimpse of her soft curves as they rise and fall with her lungs. Her breasts are not large, but your eyes are drawn to them like a moth to a flame. The memory of her soft tits pressed against your chest only moments before send a jolt to your loins and you can feel the stiffness returning to your cock. Turning away to hide your arousal before you embarrass yourself again you see a pile of clothing that lay in a pile on the floor. Inspecting the cast offs from the former occupants of the house you see a large wrap made of heavy canvas and a couple smaller knit shawls. eager to hide your response to Cassia you fasten the wrap around your shoulders and hand her a soft blue shawl almost large enough to be a blanket.

“Here, it is going to get cooler tonight. These may also keep our friends from recognizing us if we run into them again.” Cassia nods slowly in agreement and pulls the shawl around her upper body. She has covered most of the skin that you find so distracting, but her smooth thighs still call to you. What is wrong with you? You are here to rescue Eudora, and all you can think about is how much you want to sweep Cassia into your arms.

“Wait.” she says as you step out the door. “I don’t like taking these without leaving something in return.” She walks to the center of the small apartment and starts chanting softly as she rotates her body and stretches out her hand. It could be your eyes playing tricks, but as you watch her a faint glow surrounds her head and arms. A pale, blue light spreads from her fingertips like a ripple in a pond and washes over the entire room, just for an instant the light looks like a summer morning spider web covered with tiny pearls of dew glowing in the predawn light and then everything looks exactly the same as it had before.

“What was that light?” You ask, and she seems startled by the question.

“You saw a light?” She asks her eyes again searching yours for any sign of deceit.

“I thought so, but now it gone.” You reply realizing that you sound more like a country bumpkin than ever. Cassia doesn’t laugh, she follows you down the hall and says:

“I blessed the apartment, hopefully its residents will have better fortune when they return than they have had so far.” As you head down the stairs you wonder what else your new companion can do. When you reach the doors of the building you look out onto the dark square. Cassia takes a step towards the fountain, but you pull her gently back to the deeper shadows of the wall.

“I may be able to help them.” She says pointing vaguely out into the square where her companions were first attacked. The darkness hides their fallen bodies from sight, but that is almost certainly a blessing, she was running for her life, but you saw the repeated blows that hit their fallen bodies.