Standing on the hill was the Grand Stallion, his staff clutched in a hand that was so tight that his knuckles had gone white. Centaur men and women s...rrounded the hill, and they spread apart to let him in. The group was eerily silent, and he saw anger and distrust in their eyes.Just like he had planned. Mike forced a smug grin before he was bodily tossed into the clearing, landing on his face and biting his lip. He moved quickly, standing up and brushing the dirt off his pants.“I find your. Checking my watch, there was just enough time to walk there. I asked Wanda, "Am I supposed to bring anyone with me?" She didn't ask for anyone else, Sir."The place was near where we were the night before for the after work beer. I was able to walk there quickly and went to the podium at the entrance. A man came up and asked, "How may I help you, Sir?" I am to meet a Veronica Highsmith at one o'clock. Could you seat me early and bring me an Ice Tea?" You will have to wait for Ms. Highsmith. She. He ditched the severed heads of the slave traders into someone’s pig pen and the hogs went to town. From asking around, it seemed that the Garrow fellow he killed wasn’t the wanted criminal he had hoped for. It was a shame there was no bounty to collect, especially after three days of putting up with the smell of those heads.---------------The owner of an adventurer’s shop yelped in pain from the lye touching his skin. He sold traveling and survival gear, such as rope, candles, dried rations,. I was glad he was asking, I needed these boys to be thinking and talking sex, 'Does my body turn you on Harry', I asked him, I was driving with my dress hem high on my thighs, and my legs open, something Dick was finding hard to deviate from?The car was straining in forth, so I needed to drop a gear, and my hand went out to the gear stick and changed down one gear, my fingers brushing Dick's leg, which was up against the gear stick.I looked across at him, 'What about you Dick', as my hand.