"In fact, they had less than a palm-width before a volley of shots hammered the eastern end of the camp. Everyone was under cover and the volley had n... effect. For Noia, it was her first experience in sustained combat. She could hear bullets thudding into the wagon bed she was sheltering behind; she could hear the occasional bullet sing overhead.Shortly, wounded began to flow in and Noia heard that fifty of the God-King's soldiers had launched an attack from the east.A few finger-widths later. I rested fora while before Jim asked if I were ready to help himin the training of his newest pony.“Hell Yes,” I responded. “Bring him on out here.”Jim came back with a cute paint pony named Brutus (Idon’t know where he gets these names, but I will haveto ask him next time) and brought him over to me. Ibegan to love him up, stroking his mane and scratchinghis head. I slowly worked my way down and made contactwith his cock and balls. Since this was all new to himI. She looked into his eyes, panting, her chest heavy. He didn't seem so unkempt or scrawny anymore. He was grizzled and lean. In her eyes, he'd almost become handsome in a way. He gestured her to look down, and as she did she saw several inches of his penis sticking out of the left leg of his shorts.She crawled over to him, in awe she pulled his shorts down, releasing his magnificent cock. Free from the textile of his shorts, his dick pounced at her and brushed her face. The smell was immediate. There were counselors in there, which was a good thing, considering that he had little idea what he wanted to study. He figured he’d enter as a freshman despite being a little older than the typical college senior. He figured they’d make room for a special case such as his, because this sort of thing happened all the time—the late bloomer who gets cut down by real-world forces only to return to the cradle with the debilitating defects that even the grails of knowledge and wisdom couldn’t.