How close to the truth he was.I just laughed it off.Friday I had more physio, and didn’t do anything strenuous til Sunday afternoon.Sunday I went to...the pub as a normal guy and hooked up with an old flame.While we had good sex, it wasn’t click for me anymore; I did cum but it was more for here.She knew something had changed in me, when I left her place; I knew then that there was no turning back for me.The following Thursday I went back to the gay bar and chatted with a fellow cross dresser.. Harry's kinky revenge fantasy - that revived every time he thought about what the farmer's wife had done to him for weeks, without retaliation - was kindled when he looked at her, lying there on a roster. He had taken a bunch of candles from a cupboard in the farmhouse and had turned the farmer's wife on her painful back, with some trouble because of her enormous weight. He had spread her tree-trunk-like legs as wide as possible, had chained her by her ankles to the roster, so that her fleshy. Zhou had made sure to choose a couple of men who were experienced with grain storage to help load the trains that we were still using to empty silos across the Midwest. The sailors would leave again in two days, once we loaded provisions aboard the already loaded ships. They had sent lots of “rookie” sailors this trip to learn how to handle the ships and we were able to send four ships back while continuing to fill even more. Two ships would leave in two days and the next two would follow as. My hammer cracked into her sternum. My ax bounced off her ribs. Pain shot through me. I swayed. My attack did nothing. Dizzying waves surged through me. My entire body shuddered. I stumbled and fell onto my back. I was dying. More blood coughed out of me. I had to fight. I had to get up.“Kneel!” Kora ordered. “Submit!”The Paragon roared, her entire body shook. She clenched her fist.I had to finish her off.I pressed up on an elbow, struggling to rise. I coughed blood. A wave of cold rushed.