He had not had a wet dream for years, he was eighteen. He was not sexually frustrated, he could practically get any girl in the village to be... with him. He had not gone to bed thinking of it, nor had he actually even wanted it at the time. This unnerved him. He quickly cleaned, and changed, before heading off to work. Throughout the day he was scolded for making minor mistakes, and taking too long on his work. He could not focus, what had happened last night to force him to. " I didn't know that when I first started. I knew I could feel something different within me. I tested Hermatic first and when I couldn't grasp what they were trying to teach me I turned to Shaman Magic. It took."While he was explaining the different areas of Magic, Dane was pondering the number of chips. "Eight? Eight? A Squad! An eight man Military Squad! Man, just think of an eight man, juiced up, heavily armed Infantry squad that can cast spells. You wouldn't pick up on any Foci or Fetishes. His fellow stalkers on the pursuit team were already there when he and Four came in together. Four was not looking forward to this, but One could not have been more understanding or calm. ‘I never really expected to track him down zo fast. Who knew if he vas even going to show his face at the lawyer’s? Ve’ve made good progress. Starting in the morning ve’ll deploy one team at the lawyer’s, and two teams at the station. Ve’ll spot him again, and next time we vont lose him.’ One dismissed his. Beads of cum mixed with Anna's spittle glistened on the pulsing, purple head of Greg's cock. Anna reached up and tightly clamped her slender fingers around the boy's throbbing dong."Easy, easy," she said. "It's too soon." The firm pressure around his prick brought Greg back down to earth. When Anna saw that Greg had calmed down a little, she released her grip and slid her hand under her son's muscular ass-cheeks. At the same time she slid her other hand up her skirt until it bumped against her.