" Then, taking a firm grip on her arm, yanked her out onto the sidewalk and began dragging her down the street.In seconds she and her panties were co...pletely soaked, her hair plastered to her head. She screamed, "NO! What are you doing? Stop! Jonathan, please stop!" All the while looking wildly around in case someone could see her in her state of near-nakedness. As she struggled to free herself I stopped her and said, "You're going to look very cute on the bus back to campus." ALL RIGHT! ALL. But before the Arrival of legend, this city, with more inhabitants than all the nations in the world now combined, experienced a cataclysm like nothing we could imagine. Rivaled only by the Arrival itself for devastation, I am guessing. It sank beneath the seas, and was not seen again until Typhon raised his lair from the ocean floor. Something that the Sapphire Dragon did then caused the ruins of this city to rise back to the surface, too. Or nearly anyway.”“Atlantis.” John whispered in. The dining area where we were ‘dancing’ was behind the sofa so whilst Jo moved her hand to the tune, I watched Laura move her body without the worry of being seen by Jo ogling her work friend.Laura seemed to like the attention I was giving her and started to move her hands around her figure as she let the tune take over her body. Her hip movements were mesmerising and I watched as she trailed her fingers over her bottom, waist and then cheekily squeezed her boobs together.She flung her head. In what some might call a “reverse gang-bang.” The old me, even at peak stamina, could never have achieved this, but the new me, the Lord Archon Mark Robert Smythe, well, I could do much that was impossible in the past. I had no male refractory period left at all by now. I fucked anyone who struck my fancy, men and women alike, and even let them penetrate me as well. My ego wasn’t so fragile as to view that as being “weak” or “effeminate.” I did whatever pleased me, plain and simple.I also.