.. before a single important thing was damaged,” Ali snarled.Paragon frowned.“Do you guys have, uh, a Hall of Justice where we can maybe discuss t...ings and I can, er, we can get pants?” I asked.“Hall of Justice?” Paragon asked, snorting disdainfully. “What an absurd name!”We all sat in the main meeting room of the Tower of Utopia and Honor and waited for the refreshments to show up. I was not comfortable wearing neanderthal pants. Not because they were uncomfortable. Far from it! They were made. She's a miserable cow. The only time she cracks a smile is when she knows your coming over, but when we go to bed she's like a frigid old bitch and,".... I stopped him mid sentence. Hearing him talk about Launa like that made my blood boil."Well maybe she wouldn't be if you had kept your dick in your pants and not screwed around all these years!" So this is what's its all about then, old frosty knickers been telling tales has she?" Mark snapped."Yes she has as it happens, and I for one can't be. “Fuck!” she cried out. I kissed her to muffle the screams and rolled her onto her back.“Spread your legs!” I demanded.They fell open instantly for me as I got the first really good look at her beautiful pussy. It was so wet, pink, and inviting. But I resisted temptation. Instead, I assisted the ice cube, helping it glide along her mound and down either side of her needy little hole.“I need…” she started, panting.“You need to be patient,” I murmured.She whimpered and then began to rock her. He was beautiful in a darkly angelic way; an angel fallen from grace. I wanted to know more. I could have asked him a thousand questions at that moment."And.."I said, "The party was..?" For me."He replied, "A welcome home..I've been away..three years..for assault."I wasn't going to ask any more about it. Obviously he had his reasons for leaving, just like he must have had his reasons for getting into trouble with the law. He didn't look like a typical bad guy, just someone young and passionate.