“Relax its ok. It’s just a hand right?” Omar’s hand slide down to my stomach and mine to his. I was so nervous but didn’t have the guts to a...mit to it. Kayla kept massaging my shoulders, encouraging me to go down further. Soon our hands were in each other’s pants. He rubbed my pussy and I stroked his cock. After about 2 minutes I felt myself getting wet and pull my hand out of his pants and gently whispered, “I’m nervous.”“It’s ok Ke-Ke you did well for your first time playing the game. I. After so long without, Jozef drank deeply. As the energy filled him, he found himself becoming slightly intoxicated on the heady substance. He was drawn toward the central vortex of energy and found himself pulled onto the dance floor. Losing himself in that centre where music and sexual energy collided, he achieved a state of contentment. It was nowhere near as deep and satisfying as his encounters with Anne, but the sheer variety of subtle flavours this exposed him to was wonderful in its own. Even if she was his friend, he had no right to touch her.Besides, it made no sense to punish the knight. No matter his culpability, he was just a small piece in the bishop’s revenge. If it wasn’t him, it would be another knight.“I’m sure you can talk to your mother and clear all this up,” Kirendell said soothingly. “I am just here to do my duty.”“Of course you are, Honor Kirendell,” Yren replied with a slight bow. He had suddenly decided to continue the plan Vestra had discussed with him. He. I’d always had it long. Cutting it felt like cutting off a limb, and I hated that I was doing it because of him. The dye is because of him, too, but it feels different. Like an empty motel room, with a freshly made bed and clean towels. No identity, no past. No sense of who was here, and who is here now doesn’t matter much either. I am this moment and this moment will disappear, too, nothing left but the future, one empty motel room after another, stretching out before me like possibility. I.