Eating concludes.

After Trevor finishes eating, he leans back and pats his stomach. Thankfully his cock has gone back down, but in such a state, everything is a frustrating tease. When he first met these girls, he thought that they were overly liberal with how they presented themselves, but now his manhood tingles every moment he looks at their sexy bodies garbed in tantalizing wardrobes. Every bit of their exposed skin drives him wild. Even the part that are covered show their curves. As much as he's tried to restrain himself, he's been teased to the edge one too many times in the short time he's been here.

Is it just me? I must have no willpower at all. Maybe Tivera is just like this, and I'm the weak one. No, no. I can't fail already. I need to become a man! And a man is a pure soul that would never fall prey to his natural urges so easily.

Dalaworth stands. "Well, my dear Trevor. You know where you room is. The estate is now yours to explore. Our home is your own. Feel free to get some fresh air and enjoy the sunshine while it's still out. The courtyard is lovely. If you have any questions, feel free to ask, but until I need your help, you may do what you wish. You seem tired from today. I wouldn't want to work you any harder."

"Thank you, ma'am." He stands and bows his head. "I appreciate your generosity."

She chuckles softly. "What a sweet boy."

"I'm going to take your suggestion and head outside. Thanks for the meal. I'll see you all later." Worried he might pop another boner right in front of everyone, he turns and hurries to the front door.

The warm air washes over him as he steps back out onto the stone pathway he earlier came in from.

Wind blows the branches of trees. The scent of flowers wafts under his nose. He makes his way through the courtyard, but this time, he heads left to explore more of the garden. Butterflies flutter past, and he gazes up to see a flock of birds soaring through the sky. The rest is definitely needed. There was a brief moment where he really did spring a tiny leak, and if Sabri moved another inch, she would have certainly felt something under her butt. Trevor sighs and holds his groin. Even thinking about what happened causes a tingle down his shaft.

He walks around to the back. Tall brick fencing blocks the outside from seeing in. There's a small pool build into the ground in the corner ahead, and there are wooden tables set up throughout the grass. It's a beautiful view. He walks over and sits down on one of the seats, pulls it in, and rests his head in his hands.

I wonder when Dalaworth is going to actually help me with my alchemy... and what do all the girls here do? Help her, just like me?