The first time I got into battle, I'd get shot." No you wouldn't," Devin said. "Who'd shoot a woman?"Madison couldn't think of any response to this."H...w was the homework," Devin asked Nancy."What, for Pittman?" Nancy said. "Terrible. You know how he is. Thinks his subject's the most important one. What, do we not have any other classes besides his?" Pittman teaches History AP, right?" Madison said. "I don't take that class."They ignored her."I have no idea why I signed up for him anyway," Nancy. “I’m going to have the guys come closer so they can get a better look. No touching. They’re just going to admire your beautiful body.”With that, Pierre waves the guys over to get a closer look while he shoots me. I reposition, laying on my stomach on the bed, sticking my ass way out while keeping my knees together. The men clearly love my sexy ass. They watch every pose with their full attention. They’re all in their twenties and most of them are really hunky. They seem really into me. I can. She had already decided that this was an inevitable thing, now to cope with it in her mind.She went to her room for a moment to gather her thoughts. She said a quick prayer to the spirits, and opened her mind. Standing in the middle of the room she tilted her head back and began to breathe quite slowly and deeply. Her thoughts cleared and her mind expanded for a moment. In that moment the spirits gave her guidance and helped her decide her will. She had promised to be a good slave, and she. Was it so bad that he liked being close to her? The circumstances of life and responsibility made any long-term closeness impossible. He knew that. He accepted it without question. He loved his wife. She loved her husband. He had no real intention of jeopardizing that. He was sure she felt the same.But for now, he felt sand from the beach between his toes. The cool wind blowing in from the ocean ruffled his hair, rippled his pants and shirt. The sun warmed his face.The same beach's sand.