”Ellis: “Can I put on some pants?”Armis: “Of course. I won’t look.”She turned her head. The young President grabbed a pair of chinos from ...is closet and struggled to get into them as fast as he could.Okay, the young girl that was playing the role of Armis looked out of the side of her eyes. Chris Simpson was only 16 after all, and had never seen a naked man before. Well, outside of the porn movies on the ‘net.Ellis: “Okay. Uhm ... About your suggestion. What do you think I should do. She has her reasons." I am Her servant and not the one to question Her, Lady, but I miss Her." I eyed Atane's perfect visage. She looked so much like Her mother it made my heart ache. "I miss the days when She was acknowledged and given the worship and honors due Her."Atane smiled. "She knows, dear Kalliste, she knows."My husband objected, of course, but soon capitulated. I know I caused much scandal in Tarsus when I left; a proper Roman wife just did not do things like a pilgrimage. I smiled. Say what you want about the Brits but their officers were professional, competent and as cool under fire as a block of ice; they breed them that way I think. There was a lot to admire in our islander cousins and it had a tendency to rub off. I smiled and he smiled back but there was very little warmth behind it. I moved on to the next one."Jim Preston, Tarpon Springs, Marine Forward Expeditionary Forces," he said, his smile was friendly and wasn't forced."I think Top mentioned you once or. His foreskin was strained over an inflated purple head, and I could just tell he was more turned on then hed ever been, his eyes taking in every inch of my smooth body, and I watched him watch me, my eyes glued to this beast of a man that for now was not my brother, he was my lover, my fucker, and my animal. His eyes reflected all of those things, tight, almost slits, and fully concentrated on my body. He reached over me again, grabbing two blue-cased pillows in one beefy hand, using the other.