I wasn’t even required to say anything. My ID was just a serial number with a phone number if anyone got too inquisitive.Mr. White was good at his j...b, the MPs knew I was coming and didn’t ask any questions.I cleared out five Violets that day. Most of my time was spent driving between the Gates, showing my ID and driving to the next one.Ants in warrens, Giant spiders in wilderness and Giant centipedes in a light wooded area. Three of my first Dungeons were populated by the giant ants. Those, I. I froze as my Dad looked up and saw my reflection in a mirror in their room. He invited me in and asked me what I thought I was doing spying on them, when I must have known they wanted some privacy; I knew he was not best pleased, but I had seen him in far worse moods and tempers, although to be fair my Father had never hit me; apart from a time 1 year in the future when I didn’t arrive home until 3am, looking back I understood why.Once I confessed to the reason I was spying on them; Intrigue. Not an uncommon name, probably a bunch of David Martins in the telephone book. I'm 28 years old now, my sandy hair starting to turn a little gray on the sides. I think it's a little early for me to start getting gray, but it does run in my family. I guess I'm rather ordinary,, nothing special. Height around 5' 10" I guess, weight around 150, kind of skinny, maybe wiry is a better word.I'm a Certified Public Accountant... I'm rather proud of that. I like being a CPA. I think that's something. That was what I needed and I moved as needed till he got me off. When I was done I struggled out of his bed trying to keep my sperm soaked nightie from getting either of us wet. When I stood I let it down only to feel the clammy cold of his cooled sperm on my skin. I shivered and pulled it up and off saying it was wet and cold with his stuff. I saw him looking at me and blushed furiously before fleeing to my room.That morning I let him get up alone. Despite finally having some release I was.