He was not a man to her, just a boy-toy. She didn't respect him, even she had grown to like him a little more. He was too immature to deserve being co...sidered a man. His dealings with Sally were proof of that.She never said that he was "handsome". He was always described as being "pretty" instead. That was another aspect of her views regarding him. He was not that masculine, despite his attempts to convince everyone to the contrary. He was an 18 year old youth with a faint resemblance to Ryan. The computer table faced out into the hall, and my mother's laptop was open and running. And so, for that matter, was she! She wore a hybrid microphone/headphone headset, and nothing else. She had turned the wooden chair around, and through the bars meant to support one's back as they worked, I could see her sex, open and dripping, great puddles forming on the wood between her spraddled legs. Her amazing, full breasts heaved, and she was covered in a thin sheen of sweat, which only seemed to. Joerg made sure to let her buy what she needed for the journey.All of them purchased pants made of supple leather, with boots and vests of the same material. They had hauberks of chain mail to wear over the leather vests, and helmets with nose guards to protect their heads. From afar, Katherine and Nele looked like any soldier, and when they continued on their travel southward, they were not bothered.Two weeks later, they reached Merseburg, and Joerg reported back to Count Reinhardt. The Count. It is the same thing when you are stupid.Well I could also add a stupid man pays twice.I turned my attention back to the attendant, the guy who had towed me here. "Thanks guy." I told him. "I appreciate you helping me out."The guy just waved me away with a smile. "You can sit it out in the waiting room. Darn TV only gets one channel since the TV stations went digital though."I walked over and sat in one of the hard plastic chairs they had facing an ancient TV with rabbit ears (Did they still.