“Hmm I see you did get turned on listening didn’t you, you dirty little boy”“What? No, I mean, um… Oh god. I’m sorry Clair; please don’t...tell anyone, I’ll do anything.” I said, fear rising in my voice, what if she told my fiancée or her husband they were only down the hall. I could hear them laughing and joking in the living room, I guess they thought I was still making a drink.“Well if you really want to do anything, you may as well make it worthwhile for you. Sit down and I’ll give you a real. What could be more entertaining than to watch two or more male soldiers stripped to the skin wrestle together with the intention of gripping one another's testicles and erect penis? What greater reward was there for the victor than for him to fuck his defeated opponent? What greater treat could there be for the audience than to watch two oiled and ripped wrestlers thrust their erect penises deep inside the other's anus and fuck with exactly the same animal intensity that they'd exhibited in. I sat on a ruined throne, gazing at the titanic chunks of stone torn from the ceiling and walls in some great battle that had ended my predecessor, in a great spire that wrapped itself around the highest of the sheer, misty peaks that dotted the indistinct landscape below. An air of grandiose malice hung low in the air, and yet my strongest feeling about the situation was centered entirely on my crotch. What made the situation truly annoying however, was the lack of options available.The. She turned and ran for the bathroom, and threw up her breakfast.Kevin followed her into the bathroom. Getting a cloth, he wetted it, and handed it to her after she was finished."Thanks, love," Sammy said as she wiped her mouth."You're welcome, and no more training. I'm putting a stop to all training for you," Kevin ordered."No! I have to train, the mission... " Sammy said as she dropped the towel."You're not endangering my ... I mean our child... " Kevin stopped and set his hands on her.