"This time six deep breaths, exhale through your mouth. On the last three, hold your breath to the count of five." He instructed. I loved that. I love... how he left me no choice but to follow his instructions. I took my first deep breath. I felt him taking the metal piece between his thumb and finger. As I exhaled I felt him taking it out of me. As he slowly drew it out, I did not feel any pain, just the pleasure of the new experience. I took another deep breath, as I exhaled I felt the metal. Once again we wore bathing suits, except of course for Narth, Krabbel and Har Hi. We had talked a lot and now we simply enjoyed being reunited and able to put the events of the past behind us.I looked to Narth and said. “Why is it I can’t really hear you talk inside my head as we used to? I still can feel your presence and know how you feel no matter where I was but I can’t actually hear your words inside anymore.”He had folded his legs, just like Wetmouth often did and floated a few inches of. She bent her legs and removed her sox then says "take my feet in your mouth so i will be sure you breathe through your nose all the incoming big farts i will give you" One more time, he obey. Starting to lick her feet. The taste was disgusting and spicy, her toes seems to be glued one to the other. - You don't wash them till a long time did you ? asked Bernie. - Of course not, i haven't wash my feet for a week, i was waiting for you to do that, but now don't talk, just smell, she ordered. C. Age 35, Son's lover, 5'-2" tall, 125 pounds, 34D-23-35, long auburn hair, gray eyes, still cute.PatrickGabriell's youngest son, Count of Buckland, 5'-9" tall, 150 pounds, 18 years old#, brown hair, gray eyes.Young CountPretenders son, 5'-9" tall, 175 pounds, 28 years old, brown hair and eyes.Old CountPretender, 5'-9" tall, 155 pounds, 65 years old, gray hair, brown blood shot eyes.HenryLieutenant of Dragoons, 6'-2" tall, 180 pounds, 21 years old, brown hair, blue eyes.New SergeantDragoon.