They both were doing their best to not turn away from the two hideous beings before them.“I see that you got a taste of the god killer swords. I am ...urprised that the godling...” Dolos started. Ares thought as he drew the black sword. Dolos’s face showed surprise at Ares threat, so the heartless bastard was still like he had been. Smiling Dolos slowly held up his hands, a small smile on his face. It was good to know that Ares was still the detestable bastard he’d always been.“So Ares, what. It had been an essay exemplifying religious beliefs in early American literature. I don’t agree with Puritan viewpoints, am actually somewhat agnostic at this point, questioning my own faith because of my brother’s death. My views slanted my writing, and my viewpoint is apparent in my essay. I look back and see that maybe an academic setting is not the place to vent my spleen, so to say. I study hard the rest of the semester. I pass all my classes, except one. My Literature class has a big ugly. He struggled to sit up. "What the hell?" he muttered. It was so hard to think."I been doped," he said angrily and looked at the needle stuck in his arm. He quickly removed it as a nurse came bustling into the room."Here now, Mister Morgan, You lie back down there." She attempted to shove him back down in bed and went sprawling as he swept her away from him.Groggy from the meds, Jesse struggled to bring his feet over the side of the bed. "Where are my clothes?" He demanded of the nurse. "I got. In fact, they are all sweaty from my cardio. Lick the sweat off, slave.I started licking them and kissing them. The pungent odor was intoxicating. I sucked all the sweat off.Supriti- Now listen! I will put you on a new hold now. Let’s see how you get out of this one. If you do, I will let you touch me and get laid.She wasted no time and immediately applied sideways head scissors on me in combination with a wrist hold (put my left arm behind my back). This time I tried with all my might to get.