" She replied."Good girl. Look at you, you filthy whore, cum on your face, your face stained with tear streaks from your whore make up, your fat pierc...d cow udders hanging down. You're just a dumb big titty whore made for nothing but taking cocks in your holes aren't you?" "Yes, Sir." Are you ready for some cock now?" Yes, Sir. Please!" She said eagerly."Well, look at you! The whore has learned her place, and some manners! I think you deserve a reward now." And with that I pushed myself back. “You didn’t need to barge in.”“You hope he was going to let you go. You don’t have any guarantee about that. I had to act quickly, and I wasn’t sure of your status at the time, so I worked with what I had.”“Where did you get the writ?”“I’ve been forging your mother’s signature and seal for three hundred years. She usually forgives me, and she’ll back up my story if the Guard Captain sends a pigeon. Ambassador Caravas is aware that I’m claiming the embassy’s authority, though he was quite. The other was closer to her age, perhaps he was thirty too. Creepy and too eager, she thought.She ordered another drink and was considering making it her last. She remembered why she hated bars. “You don’t want the martinis here. They taste like paint-stripper,” a voice from next to her said. She shifted her body towards the deep voice and found herself looking at a young man. Nineteen, maybe twenty. But not a boy, that was certain. His eyes were clear, bright, intelligent. A beautiful suit,. Not only that he usually knew how to let YOU make it for him. He knew angles that none of us ever thought of and after he came up with an idea, we would all sit around discussing them. After we had all had our say on how to make this one work he would take parts of each suggestion and form it into a working solution. Somehow it always worked!It was the summer we all turned 15 that he came up with his most brilliant scheme. He had spent part of the summer with his cousins on his uncle's farm and.