To become some beloved hero that would rise up to slay the armies of the Tyrant King and fell the villain himself. To be praised and cheered for being...the greatest of beings in the world... but you're not.You were an unloved villager in an unknown town living an insignificant life. You were born the bastard son of a tavern wench who was knocked up by a passing stranger one night. The moment she could, your mother abandoned you to live a life of torment at the tavern keeper's hands. Living off. Faith in the spirits was critically important to the Cave Dwellers' culture and this was most especially so for Flint. He had an encyclopaedic knowledge of the myths and legends of his tribe. He told a tale of the world's creation that involved the growth and retreat of the glaciers that were only a few days walk away in the mountains. Flint taught Glade much about the customs of the shaman that was both comprehensive and astounding.It was Glade's first introduction to shamanism as it was. "Can I help you boy? You lost or something?" "No sir. We just need a room if you have one available." The clerk responded "Sorry boy we're all booked up." Danny's face fell and he said "Ok?" And started to turn to walk away. "Where you going boy?" "You said you had no room for us so I'm leaving." "Don't have much of a sense of humor do ya? Of course we have room. Don't hardly ever get anyone here. How long do you want the room for?" "I'm not really sure. Probably. He really wants to see his wife take her first dog cock. He just wants to sit and beat off where she can see him and know he's seeing her become Ramrods bitch, seeing her cumming her cunt off as he addicts her to his animal cock. He's dreamed of this for years and tomorrow is the day, and next weekend Ed's black dick will addict her to his fucking her also. He's curious to see if Mac will attempt to fit Ed's cock up her young pussy, he's betting she'll do it even if it kills her. Rita and.