"Hey, if you want to watch it just tell me," I said, a little miffed butknew there was no point in fighting. "Are you feeling ok? You're reallypushing...it out there today." Sorry, it was just, this case we were in court for today is a pain. I'mkinda drained." She gave a performative yawn and stretch while Idefinitely, completely by accident might've found my eyes wandering tothe healthy amount of cleavage revealed by her slack neckline and thrustout chest. "Let's put on what you want," this. Then they began the first round. Women would volunteer, one at a time, to demonstrate their oral techniques on their husbands or boyfriends. Others would watch, comment, and applaud at the end. Not everybody participated. In the second round, which had formally developed at the third party, female volunteers (again, one at a time) would suck a man who was not their husband or boyfriend. Only men whose wives or girlfriends were in the second round could be selected for the second round,. By the time I got to the front of the line I heard there snickering letting me know that they had finally jumped into line with me. I walked up to the window and glanced at all my options. They were slim to say the least. It was that stupid movie my sisters were going to watch, a k**s movie that was for third graders, or the supposed scariest movie of the year. Only problem was that it was rated R so I couldn’t get in. Then again I had other methods, the main method being that I knew the guy. No point in tempting the good fates, they only did this feat once, and once was enough. The Satrap was stunned, he had never even heard of such a thing before. To catch an arrow from the air, yes. But to do it blindfolded, when the arrow was aimed at your heart? It was beyond astonishing, there were just no words.He didn't know how to describe this to his High King. He would just have to tell the bare facts, he couldn't put into words the effect this entire performance had made on him. He.