“Gotta have the last word,” I chuckled.“They do, but what he really was doing was trying to probe us for our plan of attack. When he realised he...couldn’t read any of us, he withdrew,” Morgana explained as she led us back to our lines.We had barely gone twenty paces when a hail of shots, arrows and balefire erupted from the enemy lines straight at us only to hit Morgana’s flicker shield to be absorbed or nullified.“Petty,” she muttered as we walked on, not even deigning to notice the breach of. Just as you begin to turn around, a hand stops your shoulder and a firm finger pushes your face back towards the sultry scene. A strangely familiar voice that you just can’t place tells you, “Don’t look away. Look at their bodies. Look at every inch of their bodies, their dripping sweat, his strong arms holding the other in place, have you ever seen such men?”He sees what you had seen all along. Seeing it all again coupled with his cuing words, you can’t help feeling your vagina expand then. Being a virgin it wasthe most feeling I’d had. I let him do it, each roughlick driving me closer. I came as hard as I ever hadand immediately felt guilty.A week or so past and I didn’t do it again until I wasdrunk, but it was as good as before. It began to becomea thing for me to get him off the dog run after school,and jack off. I would have trouble containing my hard-on on the bus on the way home. Each bump down our dirtroad making me harder and harder until it hurt.. .. not a stool at the bar. I was astonished.The menu was in French ... and the heading was Joyeux anniversaire, vendredi, Tyche Selene Flintkote. Le menu du jour est tous vos préférés Choux de Bruxelles grillés, salade d’épinards, côte de bœuf avec frites au four et asperges. fini avec une banane fendue. Pour boire, nous avons notre célèbre Root beer. Vendredi, c’est aussi Halloween.A banner unrolled from behind the bar ... Happy Birthday Tyche!“Surprise! And they all popped in and from behind.