She was almost curious to see how he handled it. Seven just stood there, the thick mane of blue hair that was parted down the right side of his head s...ielded part of his face. He tilted his head to the side as he watched her, "Sophie," He started, taking a step forwards towards her, "you know I am able to take care of your sexual needs." He spoke fluently as he rested both of his hands on the end of her bed. "Seven, I said out!" She cried, wondering why he was not listening to her as he slowly. “I was wondering when you’d wake up,” he said. “Feeling good?” “Oh yes,” I purred and stretched again. His eyes grew warmer. “Ready for more?” “Oh yes,” I smiled back. Alex pulled the sheet off and stood at the foot of the bed. He stripped with remarkable speed, spread out my legs, and crawled up over me. My favorite cock in his hand, he guided it to my eager pussy and slid in. “Honey, you are still so wet,” he moaned. I lifted my heels onto his back and closed my eyes to enjoy his easy in and. How does tradition get changed then?”“It doesn’t; that is why it is tradition.”“Quite a set-up. The Chief and his male cronies set up rules that benefit them, then they become tradition; and tradition cannot be changed, as there is no mechanism to enact change. That sounds ripe for revolution, if there is no way to make changes without violence.”“But there is a procedure for change. A Chief can be challenged to battle, and the winner becomes Chief.”“I see. That seems to be a general tradition. Sometimes I can be a bit.. demanding. I don’t want to harass you with that.”“That’s it?” she said. Her face lit up a bit.“That’s a lot actually, but for most parts, yeah that’s it.”“I don’t mind. I can fulfill your every demand.”I chuckled. Obviously, she was being way too optimistic about the situation she was in.“No, really,” she said, “I’m prepared to do anything if that means that I can be your girlfriend.”That was quite bold. “Anything?”, I asked, “I hope you understand the implications of.