Zizziriz led them past the giant bronze statues and to the foot of the stairs leading up to the House of the Order of the Ever Present Truth. They wer... drawing quite a bit of attention but Zizziriz ignored it as it waited for them to dismount. The stairs, like those in Hynost-Qaanzyr, were inscribed with letters. This time Jonar could read them and he realized that each step had one of the laws of the Order carved into it, from least important to most.They began to climb the stairs, leaving. They were four of the more attractive members of the guild and they tried to keep their conversation just between them as well as fend off a few of the different men who felt brave enough to "volunteer" their services. But they were growing tired and irritated that they had to do this each and every time they came to any Tavern.They refused to visit many of the various Inn's that also served drinks around the town, because that gave the men there the impression that a bedmate was their end. "Spanking?" he suggested.This seemed to meet with general approval, and Don was put astride the bench, wrists tied to the bench legs and knees tied together beneath the bench."One each, and be careful what you hit," Will warned.Don glanced round, noting that there seemed to be around fifteen boys still in the locker room. He tensed himself against the smack, but it was a waste of time. They were using their gym shoes, and the first stroke was dead centre across both cheeks of his ass.He yelled. Here is the part where it gets interesting. If you hear any rumors, it’s because of what happened next.I turned and kept grinding my ass against Matt while I pulled this girl close to me and I started to kiss her. While you know I love doing that in front of Matt, you probably don’t know why.First, I really love kissing women. I love feeling their soft lips against mind. I love feeling their breasts against mine. Matt is an awesome kisser, but kissing another girl is just…different. The blond.