I’ve considered a reduction, just to escape the endless men who greet me to my face but as soon as they dare, look down. Surgery would be another wa... to let them win.Cursing, I hit the button heavily that closes my cabin door. In the corner of my private space is a small shower area. I’m high enough rank to have en-suite, and not need to rely on the communal washing areas. Stepping around the busy cleaner, I cross towards my shower, ready to warm the spray. First I intend to get clean, and. Since it was explained to him that way, Ewan was all too happy to take turns hopping on Sheila's and Scarlett's flanks with all the brothers in attendance telling him in ribald cadence to do it "faster" and "deeper".Some of the brothers were urged to take a hand in the festivities by merely rubbing their cocks on the girl's backsides. But it was so exciting to a couple of them that they shot their copious creamy loads on the girl's backs to the derisive shouts of the other brothers.Sheila was. I stand at six foot even and have a politician's haircut framing my face. I take pride in my appearance making sure to always dress in button down and Chino's. I've been hitting the gym every day since I was seventeen and am built like the Crossfit king I am.I made myself busy getting our table set up, battlemap prepped, and snacks put in bowls before I warm up some lentil soup and wait for the guys to get here. Going over my notes I remembered that Chad was playing Erik Fulmont, cleric of. The other guard lunged forward with his spear, but Mileena teleported behind him and struck him in the back of his head. Mileena laughed deviously and pulled up her pants as the man fell to the ground face first, unconscious.Mileena then proceeded to sneak out of the dungeon and made her way to her personal chambers. As she entered her room, her servant greeted her with surprise, "Mistress Mileena, I heard what happened. I thought you'd been imprisoned." The meekish caramel-skinned woman.