.. save ... him.” One of them looked at his wounds and confirmed to the others that their big warrior friend was doomed. He looked at me and nodded,...and my sword put his wait for the afterlife at an end. “Ssorry” I aspirated in English, and then in their own language.He was the first, but others would follow, if not for the women then for the gold. I sighed, it was time to move on again.MONTHS EARLIER, and years in the future.I’m Robert, I’m a physicist at the Cavendish-Johnson International. They don’t call you the Singing Angel just because of your lovely voice, Jessie. The ‘angel’ bit is added because you ARE an angel - a drop dead, gorgeous, blonde angel. All the girls know it and all the boys MOST DEFINITELY know it too - based on what I have heard!”Jessie just laughed and blushed a little bit again but carried on walking without making further comment.What neither girl had seen though was the last sentence printed right at the bottom of that flyer in small black italicised. She is now bent over, biting her lip, bracing herself against the cross Both of us are begining to sweat, I feel im about to cum so I stop for a second, just long enough to unbotton my dress shirt and reposition.I put my hands on her boobs and use those for leverage as I fuck her a little slower for now as she is turned around making out with me. I lift her up on my cock and she braces her feet on the cross. I start banging her, its all she can take, maoning in my mouth while our toung are. She alternately stared at the floor, then around the room at the others, her mouth closed solemnly but her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. She knew, in her heart, that these were the guys she'd come to the park with. She recognized their features in the changed faces. But still, she had a hard time accepting that this wasn't some kind of bad dream. She glanced up, and caught Hank looking her way.Vicky stared at Hank. The last one caught. A boy she'd dated several times, and had slept with.