He fell to the floor as soon as I cut the last one away, and rubbed his wrists.“Thank you, thank you...” he mumbled, but then my foot connected wi...h his head and he lost his train of thought.“AAAAAAWHAAAAHHAAAAAA ... huuuu ... huuuu...”“Stop crying, you fucking pansy. We’re taking a toilet break. That’s downstairs. Come on!”He was quite surprised when I frogmarched him to the loo, but I figured I could do without the smell of urine and perhaps even faeces later on. His piss had dried up a. Now, who desires to claim this fool, taking the leash and possession of him?” I passed down Jared’s sentence, somewhat different for reasons of my own, while still humping Sabrina to my heart’s content.“Count me in, then. I want to own his cock and balls, along with the rest of him! Hey, look on the bright side! Chastity still beats castration, doesn’t it?” Sarai Stoltz informed him rather curtly, “at least I’m a fellow Jew, too, so I’ll make sure to breed with you at least once for the sake of. We’ll be back as soon as possible.”We left the shop. “I hope the old man lives a while longer,” said Lydia.“I hope we all do. Come on, let’s go see a man about ending a war.”We passed several guards and entered the Palace of the Kings. There was a great hall with a long dining table set up there. Other guards were just inside the doors. Two men were sitting at the table, eating. One of them, with an even thicker than usual Nord accent, was talking to the other about how an Argonian can shed his. I mean, we played the same sports; we were in the same classes; we went to the same parties. It was an easy mistake to make. But Mark really didn't put up with our ... uh, I apologize in advance but I can't think of a better word. He didn't put up with our bullshit." Did he often confront you about your actions?" Allyson asked."I wouldn't say he confronted us often but he did confront us," Currence said."Is there one time that is more memorable than the others?" Allyson pushed."Yeah," Currence.