His eyes closed as he stroked his shaft and imagined he..."I told you that you had a chance," an amused voice remarked.His eyes snapped open. "Enjoyin... yourself?" he asked, his hand still gripping himself."Perhaps," answered Oracle."Why are you here?" Matthias asked. His hand pumped his cock as he stared at her, trying not to meet her gold eyes without looking like he was avoiding them. The effort needed to push away Aurianna left him sapped, yet regret gave him the energy to be irreverent. He. No one shed a tear when he left the travelers community. He was still just a teenager. Somebody gave him a motorcycle and that was that. It took him less than a week to create his own motorcycle gang. Not too big, there was a maximum of five members as a rule. They called themselves The Black Doomsday Riders. The composition of the members changed regularly, with one exception. He and a pig named Brock Brody were there from the start. Brock Brody became his first Lieutenant.Life continued.. She said before unlocking her room opening it a crack slipping in and locking it again. I sat alone with Monty for the longest time just watching him search out his surroundings. Well Monty I guess its just you and me… Lets go in my room I wanna show u where youll be sleeping! I spoke loudly watching the awkwardly running puppy behind me…. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ 4 years later~~~~ Ugh Monty get down you mutt! I yelled as I pulled my leg away for the third time in an hour. I looked at what used to be a. Her voice is deeper than you’d think seeing how compact she is. She seems to swallow her L’s when she speaks.And she’s speaking to me. Not in any flirty way, just venting. I’m staring mostly ahead, looking at the liquor selection behind the bar, wondering why the same bottles are always full - always unopened- in every bar I’ve ever been in. But they’re still there.She’s asking me a lot, my guess is because spending some time on my situation takes her mind away from hers. My answers are rote..