We were working in the scriptorium, my father-in-law reading aloud fromthe _Epitome of Huckleberry Finn_, and myself, my wife and my brother-in-law al... making our copies of it, when there was a knock at the door.I was closer to the door than my brother-in-law, and though my wife wassitting closer still, she was also pregnant; so I got up to go answerthe knock.There was a young woman there, hardly more than a girl; she lookedvaguely familiar, and I wondered for a moment if she might be someone. But after like 5mins., I was too turned on to let him keep going. So I told him I needed his dick back in my mouth. After I said that, he got on top of me, sat on my chest and stuck it in my mouth. I've never done that shit before and it was hotter than I thought. And since he sat over my arms, I couldn't use my hands. It was cool, cause I wasn't even thinking about using them anyways. (Haha) So I'm sucking away, thinking about how hot this shit was, also thinking of if he had a girlfriend and. “I was tainted, and this shem offered me the Joining. I survived.” He scowled. “Just so you know, shemlen, just because you are the Warden-Commanders, doesn’t mean I trust you. I didn’t have a choice about Joining, but I won’t be treated like a slave.”I stared at the elf, open-mouthed; Anders’ strained smirk and Sigrun’s grunt of irritation told me this wasn’t the first such conversation he’d had. Oh great, he’s going to be the resentful kind. Had to know we’d get one eventually.To my surprise,. "She was right. Yes; that angel who regularly spoke through the voice of a woman. "I can't kill him. God said I must not commit murder." There is no God. If He was there, would he mind to see you suffering and weeping like this? God merely exists in the minds of heretics. He is their sole ease when they are being encountered with pain. The most unfortunate thing as concerns them is they all end up dying without Him lending a hand of assistance." From what I can take in, you speak as though you.