"At lunchtime, I learned of the Dark Domain. It was the name of the land that was the northern neighbor of Serule. The lord of that very unpleasant la...d was Magus Dred. From his land, he ruled over evil dragons, hobgoblins, orcs, and thousands of other hostile creatures. He was continuously assaulting Serule, seeking to expand his rule. Thus far, Serule had rebuffed most of his assaults, though there had been losses to the evil lord."It is rumored that he can summon the undead to fight for. I sat outside the booth, read poetry, and collected money from the patrons. Then one day, about a week after I started, it began raining cats and dogs. I forced my way into the booth to keep from getting wet. I was stuck for three hours before anyone noticed. The fire department had to take the booth apart to get me out,” Nestor said. His cheeks turned red.“I can see where that might be embarrassing,” Magus said. Although Nestor was a pretty big guy, the booth must have been pretty small for. Apart from a little group of freckles on her left shoulder, her skin is flawless – unmarred by unsightly tattoos. Today's outfit showed off her long legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe as they shared some unknown joke. I felt a moment of envy for the man serving her. I wanted to have those. I almost stopped.But I didn't.Miranda lay there, spread her legs wider, and I entered her. Jesus Christ, it felt like heaven. I felt like I was going to explode. And then it hit me. She was 17-years-old, a high school girl, and not on birth control.Without hesitation, I pulled out.Miranda lay there, looking up at me. I could see disappointment in her eyes. And staring at her little flat stomach, her beautiful teenage boobs, that little patch of pubic hair, and her face, I knew I was going to.