But I’m willing to think about it.”“Do you want the ring back? It must have cost you a fortune.”“Had it appraised did you?”“I did. I was...shocked at its value.”“I’ll take it back, but I want to meet with you first.”“YOU DO?”“Yes I do.”“I could come over now if you want me, Steve.”Steve glanced at his watch. “Its 12:45 Gabby.”“I know,” she said, and he heard the hope in her voice and was deeply moved.If what she’s telling me is true then she’s gone through a worse time than I have. I think I owe. Master knew how to solve that “problem”. “Get up you lazy whore,” the slave heard Master say as she felt his open hand slap its face. The slave quickly jumped up and assumed the 1st position to wait for Master’s further instructions. It knew that Master had said before it fell asleep that He had more planned but what could it be. Master was pleased with the slave for assuming the 1st position and told it to keep its hands where they were. The slave did as it was told and waited for. We rotated around a few times. I recall more “truths”. I instructed Jamie to make out with Deborah, which turned into a minor grope-a-thon. Someone, I think Jamie, asked me to sit on the edge and stroke myself to full hardness, with the thinking the girls should be able to compare to hard cocks as well as two soft.Then it came to Deborah and Steve. As predicted, Steve chose “dare”.By then we were all sitting on the edge. Deborah slid over to Steve and in a whisper loud enough that we could all. Standing at a impressive even by orc standards height of nine feet tall your dark green skin almost blends into the cave itself, black hair scruffy and thick as a animals hide covers your head and a impressive amount of sharp teeth fill your mouth, the family name owed to the fact that every leader has one tooth covered in a protective metal sheath, one of your impressive lower canines being your choice for the namesake. Your body is built for war. Thick with muscle and plenty of battle scars.