"Good I told you that what I want," she said. By the time we finished that discussion punctuated with a kiss Dog was ready to go out. I walked him up ...o the pen with the rope from the dogman through his collar. Dog didn't mind the pen all that much in spite of not wanting to be left behind. Once I was out of site he found ways to amuse himself."Is Dog going to allow me to sleep with you," Wendy asked."He sleeps with me I don't know how he will feel about being displaced," I replied."Well maybe. " I demand. Rolling up your blue eyes, you attempt to see my face, but my head falls back. Each thrust of my hardness bruises your lips against your teeth.You try to breathe through your nose so you won't gag anymore. You relax your throat. It helps the first time but with each successive thrust I keep going deeper. Every time I push in, you gag and struggle to breathe. As your eyes tear up, you feel myself drooling from all the spit. So you try to time your breathing so you get oxygen while. Rory nodded. ‘I’ll leave the women on the boat, and enough unchained crewmen to get them to the nearest harbor…IF you can beat me in a sword fight,’ The boy’s eyes widened, and he slowly, carefully, put the small pistol in his jacket and switched the sword in his hand for Ratface’s machete. ‘I have no choice do I?’ Rory smiled and lifted his hand. ‘Look around you, boy. The battle is over, you said so yourself,’ The boy looked around, and with a look of resolve, he raised his blade. Rory. He was openly encouraging Joan and me to drink more, under the pretext of entertaining our guest. Finally, at midnight, the dance was over, and the orchestra finished their last song. Tex then invited all of us to continue the evening in the suite that our company was providing him. I was thinking that it was getting very late and knew that Joan and I had much more to drink than we should have, but Bill insisted that we join the group.When we got to Tex’s suite he turned on the sound system and.