No other soldier could even compare, struggling to even keep up against you when sparring. This has lead to your fellow knights giving you respect, bu... also to many of them feeling distrustful of what you could do.Many admired you, not only because of your knighthood, but because you were also considered one of the most beautiful women on the kingdom. Despite your intense training your body was kept lean, with the muscles seeming to accentuate your figure beautifully, you also had a tan from. I felt his wet breath on the back of my neck and his words: "It's good that you let yourself be caught", "you see that you are very fucking", "you warm me up, little bitch", "I'm going to fill your ass with milk". So we were having a good time, I still with my head full of alcohol, I understood that the guy was slow to finish, did not end, did not run, did not come. Then it occurred to me to speak, which I had not done so far, to warm it up more, to make myself more fucking, as he wanted. I. They’re trying to fix it. Go sing something. It’ll make our team look good.”What the hell, I thought. I don’t want to be the first to sing, and without the words!“Yeah,” said someone else. “You can do it. Come on.”Someone pushed me forward.A voice came over the speakers. “Everyone, Brad Murphy is going to start us off with a song.” He handed me the mic.I took a deep breath. “They don’t dress in Navy Blues. They don’t cry on the six o’clock news for the world to see. They go quietly.”The room. ”“Yes I do remember and I think it’s nice that you and he get along. If he’s willing I might ask him to keep an eye on you when your dad and I aren’t around. You’re too old for a sitter.”“That’s for sure mom. Plus I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” I said grinning into the refrigerator as I looked for something to drink. “Mom, could I have a coke with dinner?”“Yes, I suppose so.”“I’ll have dinner and then go to my room and read, I got a new Mickey Spillane novel.”“That’s nice honey. See you.