Odd Jobs: Chapter FiveODD JOBSChapter FiveGaradun woke to find himself on a feather mattress in an oversized bed that smelled lightly of wildflowers. Big fluffy pillows were behind his head and the sheets were silk. An oversized bedspread made of plush purple fur with blue tips on the guard hairs covered the entire bed. He looked around and saw the walls and ceiling were painted in a pleasant shade of violet. There were thick carpets on the floor, erotic paintings on the walls and a lot of expensive-looking furniture. The bed was a four-poster affair, made of darkwood, a magical black wood which was hard as oak but only half the weight. There was no other possible word for the room other than boudoir. He lifted the sheets and saw he'd been stripped to his shorts. There was a bandage around his torso, but his arm looked fine apart from a faint pink line. His chest ached a bit, though nothing as bad as he would've expected from the wounds he'd received.
Odd Jobs: Chapter FourODD JOBSChapter FourThe second floor of the Sunken Treasure featured a spacious, carpeted lounge filled with plush divans, soft couches and large floor pillows where people could take it easy and mingle with the festhall's companions. It was where Ceraline found Jaalira after speaking to a barmaid. She explained the problem to the beautiful hostess. "I'm sure we can accommodate him," said Jaalira pleasantly. "What type of girl does he prefer? We have all kinds." "I don't know his exact preference," Ceraline admitted. "But she has to be gentle. He's not ready for, well, an aggressive type if you know what I mean. He needs someone sweet and understanding." "All my girls are skilled at giving pleasure, I assure you." "I know, I've been here before; although we didn't meet. That's not what I'm worried about." Ceraline gave a winsome smile. "He's a romantic