“Trust me. Now that you have a taste for cock, you’re going to want more. I’ve met guys like you. You’re a fag now.”Jake looked down at his ...ants. “What the hell am I going to do about this cum in my pants?”“Tell your wife you pissed on yourself.” Dylan suggested. “Or tell her you sucked a fat dong and it turned you on so much that you blew your gay load in your pants.”With that advice, Dylan left the stall and the bathroom. Jake took a few moments and then headed back to the table with his. She was also very conscious of the fact that neither of them had seen much of them once they were married. She had, she thought, explained it away that being stationed in Germany and then at Tidworth plus Garry's tours to Iraq and Afghanistan had made it impossible for her to visit on a tight budget. She had to admit to herself that she was no more than lingeringly fond of them and that she had joined the army and subsequently married Garry to get away from her tiny room and parents that lived. She’s my newest slave, and she’s now happy to help us.” This gets surprised looks from Rob and my other guests. Rob flicks his eyes to Kira, and back to me. I give my head a small shake to indicate the topic is closed. “Dad, you and our other confined guests may like to help Sharon with her research, or they can read one of my books. Just keep the four of you out of sight when the police and work crews are around. I don’t want any spies talking about seeing any of you.” He nods again.We break. If the butterfly didn’t fly away soon, he would show her just how close to his ‘ledge’ he was. ‘You people are horrible!’ said the butterfly, but she didn’t fly away. Which left Valo with a choice between raising his bow and asking what she wanted. He was too tired to trust himself not to accidentally release the string. ‘What do you want?’ asked Valo. ‘Old healer Kuruma asked me to come fetch you. At least I think it’s you. You fit the description.’ ‘I don’t know any Kuruma,’ stated Valo. ‘Go.