A bone-handled knife and odd-shaped hatchet hung from his belt. His arms were corded muscle, and his face bore several scars. He had very short blond ...tubble all over his head and chin. He set down the metal mug he held with a thud, and nodded at a table near John.“Set the thing down there, and let’s have a look.” Rorik directed.John did as instructed, placing the head next to the gaping neck. He stepped back and dropped his cloak onto a chair. The room was hot enough to make him sweat. He. Now he had the luxury of working from home, and if he chose, he was free to live anywhere. Occasionally, he flew back home for a few days, but he was satisfied living in the foothills of the spectacular Blue Ridge Mountains with all the outdoor activities and beauty at his doorstep. When he arrived at his apartment he opened his computer calendar and added his 3:30pm play date with Jon so he wouldn’t get all tied up developing some computer software solution and blow the little guy off. Maybe. Iattended dressed as a hooker as normal, in tight short skirt andprecipitous heels. My breasts were now spilling out of a C cup and myarse stuck out some distance behind my very slim waist."Ladies and Robyn, I've called this meeting because I think we can finishthe official punishment of Robyn, what d'you think?"I thought it was a very good idea, I could go back to normal atlast--um--couldn't I? Possibly not, Mr Sissons insisted I move in with himand he wanted me castrated so I couldn't go back. ‘I know you want this too.’ I say leaning in and planting my lips on his dry lips for a kiss, deepening it as he whimpered through it but slowly turning bold.‘mmmm’ I give him a slutty moan, reaching down to take off his shirt and throwing it across the room. My fingers running over his skinny hairy chest as the kiss continues. ‘sir,’ he groans breaking the kiss and looking at me with lust in his eyes. It was happening, my first gay sexperience was happening right now. I have no idea what came.