In battle she wielded a hammer and a heavy shield. Despite her fearlessness in combat, her noble upbringing had isolated her from the real world. This...meant she was completely naïve about social situations, often becoming anxious and sometimes being taken advantage of due to her innocence, unrelenting honesty, and gullibility.Her stoic second in command, and closest friend, was a Godtouched named Cal. This was presumably short for something. No-one who asked ever got a satisfying answer. Her. As I got ready to make my way into the bathroom my college roommate was making his way out. He too had a hard on and our cocks clashed. We mumbled in our confusion. He went to his room while I went in and relieved myself in the dark. It was two nights later when I again rolled out of bed and made my way in the dark to the bathroom in a sleepy stupor. After relieving myself, I walked out of the bathroom and my cock slapped against another cock. This time I stood there in the dimly lit hallway.. Macy’s, even!! Mommy calls it Retail Therapy. She chose a black dress for me, said all Real Women have one ‘cause they’re sexy. She said it has to show your curves and be real slinky, like you’re teasing the “male gender” and she made her eyes wide and wiggled her eyebrows real goofy when she said that. I guess “gender” is another term for Daddy’s dick. She chose a nice black dress for me that didn’t need my bra, and came to the top of my thighs. Whoo boy!! She said my hips are starting. A simple broken wrist would have done the job. But to kick him in the face like she did, she knew she not only mashed his nose she felt his jaw and cheeks break with several teeth loosened in his mouth and blood on the ground. What she deplored the most was the mangling of his sex organs. His balls were gone, his cock was ruined but a good surgeon could rebuild it. Maybe he wouldn't give or receive satisfying sex, he probably giving a girl some good oral stimulation once he recovered. If his.