Barton leaving the house.When Mr. Barton's panel truck drove into the garage in the front of the warehouse it was almost eight and by the time he ente...ed his house it was a quarter to nine.I knew that his wife wouldn't be home until ten and this left him at least a full hour to indulge himself with my sister's body.I pretended to be looking for my ball near the end of the hedge and after making sure than no one was observing me, I hid myself on the other side and soon I was standing near the. And that eventually led to our recent predicament. Not that she ever refused me, it was just that she never indulged me. No blowjobs, no experimental sex…nothing accept the missionary position. I was never able to shake her out of this thought process. Dam the religious right! Anyway, the evening had started out well and slowly listed to a close. Being a member of the company I couldn’t skip out on the boss when things started winding down, so I was left waiting on Ken’s permission to leave. In. It was time. The bell rang, silence falling over the Temple instantly. In self imposed darkness, she raised her arms."Sisters! The machinery is complete!" Complete!" Half a thousand voices rang out in reply. Half a thousand souls encircled her, encircled the picnic table altar where the daemons would appear. Where ... where..."Sisters! The spells are cast!" She didn't even hear their answering chant. Time ... it was time...The bell rang again."NOW!"Silence.The whirl of invisible machinery. Of. When Eoric found Eochaid and shared his latest intelligence, the King was surprisingly offhand about the defensive arrangements that the Picts were building."We have done well so far to catch them with their guard down," he said, "sooner or later we knew they would be warned and we would need to fight that little bit harder. So be it, the sport will be all the better." Sire, I counted four different defensive rings. This has all the makings of a difficult siege, one that could cost us many men..