Ann sipped what remained of her scotch and threw the end of the fag away. She felt so tired, so exhausted, so alone… ‘Come.’ She told him. She k...ew Jerome looked at her without seeing his face. He dropped the end of his roach and stepped on it. His dark shape came nearer and she gave him her hand to hold. Neither spoke. Inside, they managed to negotiate the living room with its various furniture, in the dark, and made it through the back door to the individual tukul huts they used as rooms. His. I turn my face towards her right hand and start to lick her hand and suck her fingers. I just love to taste her pussy juices.The second eight minutes round has ended, so we have our cold shower and few minutes break again before we enter the sauna for our third and last round.Lying down in the same positions again we feel good by our orgasms but the horniness has not gone away. We are still alone in the sauna and it does not look like someone else will join us. After 1 – 2 minutes my wife comes. She grinned weakly. “Lucas, you’re my pick. Come on.”“I ... the ... swords!?” Lucas spluttered as they walked out of the arena, flanked by the marines. An elf in a set of blue robes tried to get close, but the marines kept them at bay for the moment.“Kinda figured I was fucked, so...” Helen shrugged. “Might as well try, right?”One of the marines, his voice pitched so it would only carry over their comlink, muttered: “Sir, this guy claims he’s a medic.”Helen nodded and gestured for the elf to. For one bizarre and irrational moment, you imagine yourself on the way to Hogwarts or some other school of juvenile literature.Cautiously, you slide the prospectus for St Mabyn’s out of its protective envelope. On the first page, a stern looking Headmaster, Mr Wackford, welcomes you to the school.‘St Mabyn’s,’ you read ‘was constructed in the 19th century for the education of…’ blah blah ‘…extensive modifications in the 1950s and 70s…’ blah blah ‘…closed for ten years between 1986 and 1996…’.