Wish I knew him, but nobody's ever tracked the guy down after that." Well, now someone has." . . .You're my father?"Pan taps his nose, you got it righ... on the money. You have to admit, something deep down knows it's true- somehow."The Gods of old sort of came to an agreement about two thousand years ago to, for the most part, leave the mortal world alone. Between that and the rise of Science we don't have quite the pull we used too. Some of us have enough influence to leave around Demigods to. He knew that the other warriors in the village were fools. They never gave anything, and they would never get anything in return.He couldn't help but to thrust up to meet her strokes, making the contact hard and even painful as their bodies slapped together, but Midnight only squealed her pleasure and drove even harder onto his shaft. The pace was fast and furious, and Fighting Hawk knew that he would never be able to hold back his release. It was approaching too fast, and there was no way that. All the perverted details? How they sucked on each othersbreasts and then got into a side-by-side sixty nine and ate each other out...allwhile we watched. Is that what you wanted to hear?" (A silly little song about a dog named "BINGO" suddenly filled my head.) "Well, after, Wendy left with the two guards, and Blondie moved hercot back. When I woke up the next morning, there was another girl sleepingin Wendy's cot. They separated the two of them, and that's why it stopped. "And she couldn't get. Eighteen years fresh. Damn she was a hot one... just... like... her... mom!" he hissed, punctuating the sentence with a series of groans that left Father Mcnamara feeling distinctly hotter, and harder, under the cassock. The mental picture of Ms Barton was now running, fully naked, through his mind in glorious Technicolor and the priest discreetly adjusted himself."You don't have to go into all the details." He whispered dryly."Ohhhh but i do!" The man contradicted. "I have to expose all my sin.