I waited under the shade of one of the great old oaks in the woods, staring at the front door of the cottage. I'd watched Astraeya arrive with the woman—average height for a human female, with bright gold hair. A new client booking me for five days was surprising, if not strange, and I expected her to look more…prepared. There was no rule of thumb on what kind of person wanted an orc to hunt and ravish and fuck them until they couldn't stand. The lusty ones came in all appearances. Still, the little cotton sundress, peachy pink against sun-flushed skin, was refreshing.
