I stepped into the jockstrap and adjusted the pocket that held my cock in place. Marcie was watching, bug-eyed. I put my short pants on and laced up m... running shoes."Ready to go?" I have to ... I need ... my shoes," she said, getting to her feet. We stopped by her room and I sat on her bed while she opened drawers and selected her running outfit."Where are you going?" I asked.She pointed to her closet. "I have to ... you know." Hey, you can change here. I've diddled your bun, remember?" My. They've taken the whole 'the end justifies the means' thing way too far, and somehow lost their humanity in the process. Kind of like the templars, actually. Truly, the only hope I have for the future of the Grey Wardens lies with you and Aedan."He looked uncomfortable, and I chose to change the subject, give him some space on the topic."So. Is there any way for you to check if someone is a templar?" Unless you use a templar ability like holy smite on me? No." Well, you were standing nearby. Their feet is getting’ so bad I may have to get Ralph to come clip ‘em before they can’t walk no more,” Emmitt ordered, his cock rising to attention as he watched their half-clad young asses head down the narrow hallway.Maggie’s work clothes were a ratty half-sheer, wife-beater of Emmitt’s, and baggy jean cutoffs handed down from her ma. Molly’s wasn’t much better. An old t-shirt and jean cutoffs that Maggie had outgrown. Neither left much of the girl’s body to anyone’s imagination. Just like. In the time between when I waited I have spent working with various herbs to easy Jora suffering, willow bark has seemed to easy her pain the most.Amirta sat watching me pace my lab back and forth, Enore was not allowed in there because the fumes could cause infections in her lungs. It was strange but I had not seen Enore seperate from Amirta much, I was wondering why she was here, In my head I kept trying to grasp the knowledge I had, it was like trying to grab sand running through a river in.