The other two Cohorts, each with their one hundred Peons had been sent along the road. One staged at the road fork to the east, and the other a few mi...es west. Both were intended as trip-wires. Each Sergeant in charge carried specific instructions not to become decisively engaged; but to harass, and slow down anything approaching the area.It was a simple plan, but relied heavily on the ability of each Cohort Sergeant (not Centurion, that’s for the Legion! he was warned) and their Section. . I thought that maybe you too ... Oh, thank God!”I lifted my arms to hold her, gently patting her on the back. She crushed me closer to her, causing enough pain to make me wince.“Oh, sorry,” she said, pulling back. She ran her palms down my arms until she could take my hands in hers. She looked down at me a mixture of anguish and relief on her face but nothing but grief in her eyes and all the anger drained out of me. She must have sensed that because she looked at Will and said, “He. I am twenty-three and homeless and I don’t remember much of the last five weeks, but I remember to be afraid of teenage girls. Especially when you are the only person around and they are out for blood. Not everyone has a soul, says a memory of Cheyenne. In Shambala I was a great judge. I was fair and honest, and that is why they sent me back. This world is in need of justice. ‘Did you hear what we were talking about?’ Heather swings. ‘Because I don’t fucking care, it’s all true anyways.’ ‘I. A face. Definitely; just a white orb in the black night. But recognizable: Robin. I gasped, but it was lost in Gwen's cries of ecstasy.I stopped jerking my cock, eyes fixed on Robin's. She'd met my gaze with her own wide eyed stare and we were both like rabbits in headlights. To this day I'll never forget the tumult of emotions on her face; shock, guilt, and definitely curiosity, bordering on fascination/lust. About that time Gwen doubled over and sucked my cock into her mouth.Not surprisingly,.