Oh, well, we couldn't have everything.Later on, back at camp, there was a lot of bragging by the winners in the tank destruction pool. As long as ther... were no actual fights, I didn't complain. The squad leaders did an excellent job of keeping a lid on that. I made a point of mentioning their skill in that phase of leadership when I submitted my report.This last convoy destruction must have been the straw that broke the camel's back. Some unexpected activity was noted in the besiegers' camp. "Aaaahhhhhh," escaped Tommy's throat as he came on the floor of the dining room as he watched his mother, performing so naughtily.By the time he regained his composure and looked back out, Elizabeth was back on the phone finishing up her conversation. He ran into the kitchen and grabbed some paper towels to clean up his mess. By the time he finished he looked back out and his mother was sitting up, putting her bikini back on. It was time for him to disappear again.As before, he ran outside and. ‘Not my problem. I’ve gone native.’ The war god snorted. ‘It should be. We’re not all of us equal.’ ‘You know, I went to war with the last guy to say that to me.’ Smiling Ares sat back holding a beignet between this thumb and forefinger. ‘See the problem is how naïve some of the clans are. You know what happens when you give the monkeys too much free will and think they’ll all be pacifists? This.’ He crushed the beignet and then popped it in his mouth. ‘Oh, you war gods have the best. On the fur-rug in the center of the room. I'm sure you remember, don't you?" Oh... oh please, not that, Mrs. Keele... ?" Jean pleaded, even as she sensed a moistening dampness between her inner thighs which had unanswerably seeped from the warmly flushing lips of her vagina."Do as you're told, girl!" Maggie snapped, irascibly. "Don't be difficult. You know what happens to my incorrigibles, don't you? Well then, don't make me hand you over to Seybor. Now, up front... my baby here feels the urge.