" Elizabeth looked intent. I couldn't see what she wanted or where she was going with this. I glanced at Megan and I couldn't read her either.I heard ... snort from behind me as Richard approached. "What are you getting at Elizabit? If you doubt his skill, just watch him practice. I would wager that he practiced every day since he was a lad." It's not that." She waved him off. "He carries a sword and scabbard unlike anything I have ever seen. He killed a Priestess of Bane who was trying to. 6 foot 4 and 285 pounds of solid muscle. He was a very dark skinned black man with a full mouth. He was 43. He was a drunk and a womanizer. My mom was past the best years of her looks but was still an attractive woman. 5 foot 6 with light dirty blonde hair, carrying a little extra weight, and her breasts had started to sag. She had beautiful blue eyes and a gorgeous smile. She had had a progression of shitty boyfriends one after another after my dad had left. Jax was her final choice. I wasn't. "I could see she was conflicted. She didn't think the leaders would approve and any 'bad conduct' would be reported to her parents.However one thing I came to learn about Nan was that she had a taste for conspiracy and was always good for a dare. We therefore laid our plans.The camp was laid out on the site of an ancient Maori 'pa, ' or fortified village called 'Maunga Tapu, ' or Sacred Mountain. It was on a promontory of a bay surrounded on three sides by water.Although it was called a. He was easy, in fact a little boring , not even fun and games. It was ok for the night– I just really wanted a cock – you know how you just need penetration? It was one of those nights! It was adequate and then he became morose and had regrets. He began to go on about how his wife didn’t understand him. I couldn’t stand it!I slapped him.Hard.‘Will you bloody shut up! I have no concern at all about your wife or what you do or don’t do! I am not interested! I was interested in your cock! Now.