.. alright?” I asked. “Should we dress your wounds?”“These will be healed by tomorrow,” she replied. “And don’t worry about her,” she ...dded, nodding to the now submissive Borealan with the cuts on her cheek who was now occupied with disassembling her XMR. “The worst that she’ll be left with are some faded scars, a reminder to show courage.”“If you say so,” I mumbled.“Remember what I told you, monkey, battle gets our blood flowing. Now let’s occupy ourselves with a gunfight before I see fit to. In fact, the two women are well-enough educated to assist the printer in correcting proofs and editing some manuscripts. She assists even with French manuscripts.”Roger was doubtful. A servant who spoke French well enough to teach him?“I’ll give you a note to take to the printer, Roger.”The tutor clapped him on the shoulder.“There is nothing to fear, Roger. And you may just be surprised at what people can do for you.”At the printer’s establishment the following morning, Master Heathcoate read. After a few minutes he tapped me on the shoulder and pulled me up to standing.He whispered in my ear that in a booth across the hallway was his friend who too had a 7 inch cock. If I was to follow him there I could service them both at the same time. We left the booth and went in to the other larger booth. Waiting there was his friend and he was just as good looking. How lucky could I be!He had his cock out already and I knelt down and started sucking this new cock while stroking my hand on the. They had been quite late getting up, as neither of them had set an alarm, and the blackout drapes had kept the sunlight out of their room. It had allowed them to get up in the morning fully refreshed.After they finished brunch Dawn made phone calls to her parents and her brother, for no better reason than that she could. As she explained to Matti, over the years that she had been apart from them, she had often been tempted to just pick up the phone and call them. She had always managed to find.