Jack wakes up in a comfortable bed staring at the ceiling. Remembering that, he went to bed sometime around dawn, thinking he could sleep until noon after spending the evening grinding rats with his people. Thinking again that he had people to watch over bring him heartburn. After years of being alone, planning heists that took months to do, he almost wanted to be alone here. Still, after dying alone on the ground with no one grieving for him, it was like a sharp spear hit his soul.

After putting the rat summoning circle in the new hallway, we went out and killed the rats. During that time, he got to understand a few of the people under him. Doug was intelligent and liked to reading utterly opposite of what a half-ogre is typically like. Mela and the other three girls tried their hardest to get close to me and while Fan kept them away most of the time, mainly injecting her body between them and me. The three half-orc men were interesting. One worked as a stable boy before he got too big and was forced into a dungeon group. He loves working with horses and animals. One learned parkour or their version of it in a big city only to flee into a dungeon and died. At the same time, the other got into back-alley ring fighting and learned dirty-fighting. After failing to fix a fight, the opponent was knockout and lost his manager a lot of money. He was tossed into a dungeon to survive. He made it to level two before dying to a trap, hoping to get weapons and gear to fight back and escape the dungeon.

Which gave him an idea for making money. As soon as he could get some land to build some buildings. Everyone likes to bet on fighting. Build a small arena to generate money and train his people to fight.

Thinking about spreading out future building, but the slum is poorly built and not safe from orc raids and fire, he needs a block or several blocks under his control. Fortify an area to defend it better. Maybe he needs to become a minor lord with money to speed up and buy slum land. He knows much of it is open to be purchased. At his level, he should be able to sneak into the archive and put a lost minor noble-born family into their files, maybe get the dungeon to create one if he can look around and steal the paperwork. He then needs fake coming in from the ships after they leave. To make it seem, he departed after getting off the boat. It will take time but thinking he can pull it off.

Someone stirs next to him, and he froze. Going through his head on who it might be. Look to his right in the dungeon glow and seeing Mela drape over him under the blanket, completely naked. Sometime last night, he remembers taking a shower, the first one since he appears in this world, and nearly cries for joy over feeling it, then falling into bed naked. A real bed and not worry about being attack felt wonderful. He learns the bed is set over to the side room from the core room that the core made for him, with a simple king-sized bed to spread out on and a place for a bathroom next door. Turning his head toward the bedroom door, I notice someone sleeping in front of the door, blocking it from any enemies. Fan apparently didn't stop Mela from coming into the room.

He is signing to himself. "Fan, you do not have to follow me into my room. You have a bed you can stay in, and I am safe here! Tomorrow Just goes and find a bed and sleep there. Mela! I told you I am not going to mess with you girls."

Mela stirs, arcing her chest and grabs his already hard wood, and mutters, "he doesn't mine."

Feeling an electrical thrill go through him made him wonder if something was wrong with this young body. He never had that much interest in sex at that age. Sure he had sex, but it was not life-altering sex. But for some reason, just the touch by one of the women, even their smell, seems to get him hard. After seeing Mela naked after altering her, he tries to avoid watching the other women naked to prevent having a distracting day, then seeing Fan naked makes it worse. All the women trying to bump or touch him when they were practicing killing rats yesterday frustrated him.

Fan stirred and stood up as her blanket fell off her revealing her expose body with no remorse on her face, not even regret. Shaking his head in disbelief, he moves Mela over as he puts his sandals on and heads to the bathroom to piss, only to stop Fan from going inside.

"I can handle this alone. Go clean up and meet me in the first room." Watching her turn and leave, watching her naked ass as she head over to her clothes. My eyes fell upon Mela's amuse face as she winked at me. Turning and slipping into the bathroom, he finishes his morning duties after calming down after a half-hour before going out the door but stops.

"When did we get toilet paper?" muttering, not going to ask.

"Ariel, is there a way to find out how Fan die?"

"I'm sorry, I do not have that information."

"I have one of the girls try to talk to her. Hell, I don't even know if she can talk." I mutter.

After eating some cook rat, Stopping Hope gave her two silver talons to get some spices for cooking when Ariel reaches the merchant row by tomorrow.

After another day of killing rats with his groups, all but Doug hit level three.

Grabbing the rat's meats, he wraps up the rat meats as they drop. Jack and his shadow, meaning Fan, head up to the top just before the exit. After twenty feet past the exit of the sewers, he turns to Fan.

"We have to talk." Turning to her and looking up. "Can you talk?"

She nods. He glares at her, "yes." in a tiny little voice that does not fit her size. A brief smile appears on my face before he switches back to a frown.

"Why are you following me all the time, even fighting my orders." asking as she looks away.

"Boss needs protection,"

"Look, you will not be able to follow me out of the boundaries of the Den. And I do not want to draw attention to me having you follow me so close. You can protect me if from a distance. But I need your thought on what you see out there." waving my hand in the general area of the city. "I may have summoned you, but you can do what you want on your time off."

"Boss not happy with Fan? Boss does not want Fan?" Seeing her about to cry as tears fill her eyes.

"No, no, no." Thinking hard, and realize she is afraid to be useless and tossed aside. "I have no intention of casting you away. I need room to do my job and for you to do your job. When we are safe, I want you to enjoy yourself and do other things, and when you are on duty, I want you to work. Is that okay?"

She nods. "Boss is the first man that brought Fan back from death. I will protect Boss until the end!

Rolling his eyes in frustration.

Fan waited at the zone keeping him in her sight from a distance, sometimes climbing the roofs of a nearby building that the dungeon claimed.

Spending the next three days watching the group fight rats. We made it twice to the rat burrow and lost two men and Hope when the rats overran them. All of my personnel made it to level three, considering it is fast. Hope and the two men appear twenty-four hours later in their barracks. They double down and work harder, gaining back the time they lost while in limbo, which was a day. It kind of surprises him. Training with the pickpockets on their skill until he was comfortable with them using their skill. The art of bumping to distracting Mark's eye. In the case of the girls wearing revealing clothes and being grope while pickpocketing the men in our group, most of the thugs were a few coins short at the end of the day. They also didn't bother Fan.

Each morning he found Mela in my bed. He still didn't touch her, and I finally told Fan no more sleeping on the floor to go find a bed, which explains his problem this morning. He was wrapped up in Fans' arm when awakening to his upper lip, touching Fan's nipple on the left breast and drool from his mouth flowing down on her breast. Finding himself in the arms of a big woman, even a reddish skin woman weighing three times more than him and at least two feet taller than he was. It is both scary and very horny to someone that not had sex since he was in his fifties. Staring at her flawless breast as he was pressing his mouth made him swallow his saliva. What more having another naked woman sleeping with her arms wrapped around you from behind, trapping her arms between both him and Fan. What man alive would not dream of being a sandwich between the two. And then Mr, happy woke up and pressed Fan's den of delights like a damn traitor again. It only made Fan hug him closer like a body pillow that pushing him inside her.

From the sound of her gasp of pleasure of her when she awakens. The feeling of being engulfed to the hilt when she moved brought immense pleasure to him that he let out a groan of pleasure. What Fan lacks in knowledge and skill, she made up for it in intense lust. Something about having powerful lustful sex with Fan while Mela interjects herself into the mix by becoming trapped. Every time Fan buckle only to have Mela slam against him and push further into Fan. Only I felt more like a sex toy than a precipitant. Several hours later, he awoke to both women asleep flung out across the bed. Dragging himself tiredly off the bed and wincing with every step to the bathroom, and having a tough time taking a piss, I lean against the wall.

"God, I hurt."