Her eyes were locked into mine and I felt her tongue slip over my lips, wetting them. “I guess not but” she answered slowly “I would like to foo... around a bit here, just to be able to say that I did it in a Darkroom in Amsterdam.”With that said she pressed her kiss through, her tongue forcing its way into my mouth.Using her hands on my neck she really forced our mouths together, pressing hard from her side.Her tongue was pierced and for me it was the first time I ever kissed a girl with one.It. After she hung up the phone she thought he was going to just wipe off and go back to his room. But they sat and talked for a bit. She told him, that the rumor was he had fucked the girl in payroll. He denied it. She said, "come on now, she can't keep a secret. But dont worry, I can." She said when she was talking to him, he was laying on his back across the foot of the bed. She could see his cock was laying to the side on his thigh. She said it was thick and long, just limp. That his. ."Her ears were burning as she debased herself in front of all of hersubordinates. She could see them looking at her with disgust...but morethan that, she saw them looking at her Master...looking at Anthony, withfear, and growing respect. She knew she was digging her own grave,cutting off any hope of a rescue from her comrades...but she didn't care."Please...please please please, don't take it, let me keep it, please...!M-master Anthony, please let your slave keep her cock!" She said as hereyes. With mud and never ending rain, they managed no more than two miles away. Oddly they claim Isaiah's old house as their first night to stay. What was a week's march to Billingsly fortifications would turn into two if the rains persisted. His ninety or so men grumbled at the fact that they had to stay in the barn that still had not been cleaned out since the plague.The horses and cattle that were house there had been dead a long time and their bones lay where they had died."Billingsly, his wife.