I could have just had a party of orcs wipe them out any number of times, but I had plans for them. Nothing beats a wizard for middle management, if yo... can keep them from smoking too much.I was still royally pissed over that little weasel that stole my Ring, if you really want to know. I planned to retrieve it (it was a masterpiece of simplicity in design, and you just know the weasels had no appreciation for the art of it all) and pay them all back for the colossal pain in the ass they had. Thompson really had no need to look elsewhere, nor any great desire to do so. He found that with his more frequently loving making at home, his love for his wife had also returned - they were getting along better than they had in years.But the Alice had called him at work earlier that afternoon. Her message was simple - after having worked as a whore for several years, it was killing her that her injuries had cut her off from the sex she had participated in (and at times enjoyed) on a daily. I I pushed down on his back so his ass was higher than his shoulders. Squatting down behind him I put my nose against his ass crack and reached up between his legs. He clenched up and arched his back up. That’s OK as I already had a hold of the crotch of his little red shorts.I pulled them away from his balls and slid my knife up so I could cut them. I made sure he could feel the blade on his taint and balls as I did.I stood up and pushed his shorts slightly up his hips and stepped back. Hepaused and then slowly started nodding his head."Alright, you're on! I bet you won't get that in though!" he said in abooming competitive voice.Britney scrunched her eyes up and tried to focus.Bobby started flailing his arms side to side and moving around nearthe table."AyahahhayhhHHH!" Bobby yelled trying to distract her.Britney almost broke her concentration to complain, but instead hitthe ball hard, and the eight ball rocketed into the corner pocket. Shehad won."Yes!" she squeaked as Bobby.