I run fast and I know how to survive. I also know where there are five other camps around here.”I signaled to Harlou to come down. “Outher, as of ...ight now I do not have a messenger. Do you want the job?”He knelt down and bowed, “Yes great and mighty Sky Spirit I would be honored to be a messenger for you. And you were very wise to have a warrior to look out for you. He seems a little young for a warrior but he carries the weapons of a warrior.” Harlou had come down from the wall and Outher had. "Just like mine", thought Katie. "That was quite a day!"And she fell asleep, still lovingly cradling Angie."Back to normal today, eh? Bozo. Peace has returned"John stood, exactly on the spot where yesterday's fight had taken place. The sand was smooth, now, having been washed by the tide. No more signs of blood, though there been plenty yesterday! There were still a few drops on the shingle, where victor and vanquished alike had continued to bleed as the one carried the burden of the other up. Spattered white streaks spoiled the black underwear. She poked them with the cane."Tell the girls how this happened. They look filthy!" He looked up at the dominant woman and her smiling charges."I masturbated on them Mistress Tara." The girls looked at him with studied disgust. Mistress Tara was very pleased with the way the show was going. She loved to humiliate as much as she loved punishing."Well girls, once again we learn of how filthy men are. Wasting himself on a pair of knickerbockers. " You've never wanted to?" I'm married. You're dad..." I'll bet you dreamed of doing it. Last night or the night before," I challenged. I was pretty sure that after our talks of the last two nights that something must have invaded her dreams."I didn't," mom denied but with little conviction.We got to the hotel just after ten that night. The room had only one bed in it. A king size one. Which is exactly what I'd ordered over the Internet. Of course I didn't tell mom that. I even pretended to.