Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.{if game_started = true}Deep in the Ranthambore jungle in I...dia is a secret village, the Academy and a mysterious temple. The village is the home of only a few hundred or so people. The lives of the villagers is simple for their sole purpose is to teach and train the tributes that are housed in the Academy. The tributes came from various countries to the Academy every year, in hopes of staving off. I thought about it a few minutes then answered as Gunny would have. "When people argue; they tend to escalate the rhetoric. By the time it reaches the level of violence, everyone is ready to kill or be killed. If you can, it is best to get ahead of the curve, way ahead. I just brought real violence into the argument early. If you bring enough force it will usually end it. Of course if it doesn't, somebody will most likely die. The truth is someone probably would have died anyway." You mean, you. She had nothing to be ashamed of.Smiling, Kei put her arm around the woman as they walked toward the suite door. “I know how you feel. I, also, am scared to death, but this is a tradition when a family member gets married here. We will face it together.”Diana, Arlene, Helen and Susan were waiting just outside the suite. As soon as they saw the two women, Helen spoke up. “You look very nice, Aiko, and if it’s any consolation to you, I, too, was scared to death the first time we did this, and .... "Jesus, Karen, what the hell are you doing!?!" I grabbed frantically for my blankets and threw them over my lower half. It was a somewhat useless gesture, though, since my cock made a tent out of those blankets in a major way.She looked at me with an arrogant little smirk on her face. "Did you like it?" What?!? Wadda you mean?" This has to be a dream, I thought to myself. This can't really be happening. This hot-ass slut goddess standing in my bedroom doorway, the picture of every teen.