John knew Amir from previous years and knew he loved Biker Sluts, and that he was quite a dominant Biker where most Biker sluts had fear for. Amir loo...ed out rough, tanned skin, full of tattoos, black hair and a beard. Amir was clearly the leader of these group Turkish Bikers. John told also that she was used these few days by many Bikers and he could go as far as he wanted with her. Amir was immediately a fan of this Biker slut and called her to him. Well biker slut, I hear the horny stories. I am not angry at you. I was just shocked because I saw you doing it for the first time. I thought you were sleeping, so I quietly opened the door with the keys, I just came back to get my phone. I am sorry for that, if I ruined your private moment.Me: (after a while, since I was very ashamed) don’t say sorry mom. It’s OK.Mom: I know boys of your age do it, it’s natural to do it. And don’t be ashamed of me, next time you feel like doing, just tell me, I will leave the bedroom. I don’t want you. She called and asked, "Sarah, I just got a text from Davin. Do you know him?" "Not as well as you, Kate," Sarah answered. "What do you mean by that smartass remark?" Kate said with a bit of sarcasm. "Well, he was the quiet guy that had his way with you after Robert finished." "What? You were watching? I thought you were busy with Brian?" "Look Kate, everyone at the party knows about you and Davin. After all, you were screaming at the top of your lungs, 'Fuck me. Fuck me harder!' over and over. He had appreciated the little joke played on Sid.As he walked beside Bixby leading his horse, Sid studied the city.A single street connected the two gates. He noticed that giant gates were hung at each intersection. It took him a moment to realize what the intended purpose of the gates was. The buildings along the street were designed as a trap for any kind of force that might get through the main gates. He looked at the shopkeepers and could tell that each was a veteran of some campaign by the.