Yavara isn’t going to be able to fuck her way out of every situation; she needs to put herself in the right mindset.” “Yavara isn’t used to pl...ying defensively.” I mused, “I think she may have more luck just counterattacking than trying to defend. It goes against her nature to stand back and take the punishment.” “She sure enjoyed taking my punishment.” Brock replied from his whiskey bottle in the corner.“Submission is not the same as defense, Brock.” Prestira replied to the orc, “Submission is. As the water was boiling, my phone was ringing. It was my neighbor Devin, asking if he can come to my place for dinner. He lived next door to me. He's also a 32-year old recently divorced construction worker. He knew I was cooking in the kitchen by way of scent. Once the water was boiling, I put in the spaghetti and let it cook. As the spaghetti cooked, I put in two slices of garlic bread into the toaster oven. I turned off the spaghetti and got out two bowls. The garlic bread was ready and the. "Fuck," I groaned quietly. I had never had an orgasm like that before, that was fucking awesome. I was a bit worried my pee fetish might get a bit out of hand.I stood up and turned the shower head on me and peeled off my jeans and pants, finally starting my shower. I rinsed off my pissy clothes and cleaned my still sensitive body.The rest of the evening was uneventful, I had dinner with Ben, and we watched a film, no mention of me pissing myself, and we had a good night. It was nice to catch up. Other people's pain, particularly womens' pain, was Steve Paul's laughter. "Then when Ambush is through," he said, delighted, "we'll go over and take care of that other bastard, that cop, Kramer." Right," said Slackjaws, his small cruel brain racing with anticipation. "What a day, huh?" What a day indeed," said Paul. "Two major problems taken care of, and both so simply." He chuckled. "OK," he said, lowering his voice, "let's shut up. She'll be back any minute, and we want to be sure to.