Once this ceremony was over, the feast really began. There was much over- eating and drinking, soon many were in an advanced state of drunkenness and ...ost of the women slaves were called upon to sexually serve the men.Both boys that had been initiated into manhood were presented with a female slave and in front of the whole village they were expected to perform and have sexual intercourse with them.There was much cheering and laughter from the crowd and as soon as this deed was performed, the. Those lips were so close. Her breasts, her body.My right hand reached out, the light rippling down my skin. In its wake, I was translucent, faded, blending in with the night. I could hardly see my own digits moving before her. I froze before grabbing her breast, remembering my purpose. Her eyes flicked down to my hand. She seized it, lifting it to her lips.Kissing the back of it.“Be safe, brother mine.”“I will, sister dear,” I said, my blood boiling, my cock so hard.And then she let go. I drew. There she told me to wait for her while she gathered some clothes together since she would be staying at mine that weekend. As I stood there waiting, Angela walked in wearing a pair of red pajamas apparently having spent her Friday night in front of the TV.My jaw nearly hit the floor upon seeing her. She was just past 40 with a wholesome body that exaggerated her French figure. She had a big mane of blond hair that swooped and curled down her back to just below her shoulders. It was obvious her. Rethinking his plan, Macro wrote a few lines of information and called for Thesia."Thesia, do not be alarmed, but there is treachery afoot. Lamas and I must act on it. Bring this letter to my mother. Don't leave the Palace after that. Stay with my mother, you hear!"Thesia turned pale but she nodded bravely. Macro called for his personal guard. Five men were to accompany Thesia to the Palace. The rest, six men, followed him to his house. Arriving there he quickly put on his body armour and armed.