Corec nodded. “If Rusol sends the knights after us, they’ll likely try to mount a charge. Knock one from his horse and he’ll hit the ground hard... You should have a few seconds to move in before he recovers.”“They’re your friends, aren’t they?” Sarette asked. She knew he’d trained with the Knights of Pallisur, but he hadn’t told her much about his past, or anything else personal. He didn’t seem to know how to act around her. It was clear he still felt guilty about casting the warden bonding. "Sorry to ask, I just realized I only brought shampoo," he chuckled off.I was still semi hard, and so turned on, knowing I'd be rock hard the second I get close to them, but couldn't just ignore them. "I'm done with this, so you can use it," I said, but I had barely started washing, but just wanted to get out of there. I would love to be used and fucked by them, I thought, but this wasn't going like any other time I hooked up with anyone, and didn't have that vibe from them, so I just wanted to. She looked gorgeous. She was barefoot and dressed in soft cotton: a short, white, sleeveless, button-down blouse that barely reached the top of her pants. She was braless and her nipples pushed gently at the cloth. Her pants were gray and went to mid-calf. The pants were tight; they stuck to her like paint and it was hard to divert my eyes from the crack of her ass and her camel-toed crotch."Thank you for coming over," she said, breaking ice, "it's nice to see you again. I was looking forward. Most of them looked to be fit and a few even had suntans. Whether they got their tans sunbathing or stomping through the jungle was an unanswerable question. From what Gavril had heard, Awanil Cent. Com. spent some serious credits on officer retreats, but rumors are just that, rumors. He had seen plenty of the higher grade officers sunning themselves on the rooftops of their apartment buildings with an ice chest and a personal escort or two.He stared at his boots, wondering if he was going to.