Hand on the nape of my neck, walking just behind, controlling. I follow, ahead and obedient, though he sees for me. Into the Barn we go. The ...ir is moist and chill against my nipples, no matter the spoke on season's wheel. Organic and rich, the scents repel and beggar submission to that which is before and behind. Into the Barn, deep inside. To where the light does not reach, the dust is not stirred, the a****ls cannot see. My muscles, tense and rigid, body straight and erect, he. Try to look unimportant; the enemy may be low on ammo and not want to waste a bullet on you.If at first you don't succeed, call in an air strike.The enemy attacks on two occasions: when he's ready and when you're not If you are forward of your position, your artillery will fall short All 5 second grenade fuses burn down in 3 seconds Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than yourself.When your attack is going really well, its an ambush Never forget that your weapon was made by the lowest. I’m … cumming … toooooo … fill … meeeee … fuck … meeee … give … me … our … baby … aaaaaaaAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHH.’ JP and Vicki reached their orgasmic peaks together, thrashing and pulling at each other in an effort to never let the feeling stop until they slowly descended and found themselves wrapped in each others arms. The room remained silent as each thought of the ‘three words’ that had been spoken until they both began to talk in unison. ‘JP, did you really mean what you said … I mean about. It was to many Dwarves what ‘Danny Boy’ was to the Irish. Cog started the ballad, ‘Half a score. A pirate fleet. Seen by the crow man from his nest. Seeing death from the mast Half a score of pirate scum. Silhouette against the star, Running, pushing, thrusting away from harm. Playing dare against the glare. Running from a pirate fleet. The small space ship lifted, tilted against the star. Arch of fire swept as flames wept into the self collapsing loop. The silver arrow flew against the.