--- "He doesn't have ..." --- the brothel lady started to say, but was quickly cut of by the man holding Lilly.--- "She's on the house, old man." --- ...ose said to the man in the wheelchair.--- "Thank you." --- said the man. It wasn't an offer one would refuse.Jose dragged struggling Lilly by the arm, into one of the corridors, and the wheelchair man followed.--- "Please don't make me, sir." --- Lilly begged --- "Not with him."--- "You watch your mouth, slut." --- warned her Jose, yanking her. The speech she wished me to make went as follows.I wish to thank my Aunt for all the trouble she has gone to by showingme how to become a young lady. Also I must thank all my tutors for alltheir efforts on my behalf; I promise I will be the perfect student. Irealise now that this is what I have wanted all along and I have beenhiding my desire to be feminine. To my dear mother I promise with Aunt'shelp to become the perfect daughter."Now you are to memorise this and at some point today I will. On the other side of the Keep is the small town & shipping port of Pencower. “To get to the port, we must go through the Keep”… He makes it so sound simple I thought,Gerrant, pulled the pipe from his mouth, spat a large gobbet of black saliva on the floor in front of him and grumbled loudly at the Southairian guard sergeant “What’s up with the South’n navy? Can’t they take the port from the other side?”The stocky sergeant turned to face us, he shifted his gait, lent his right arm on the. For quite a while, it was slick with the salvia from Marcia'smouth.And that was how the morning found them. Marcia awoke first, hermind cataloguing all the reality of the present and the vividness ofrecent history. She was still erect in Julie; the strong, stiff strap-on was still embedded in her from Cheryl's crotch. As Marcia moved alittle in Julie, the bride's eyes opened and she smiled at the youngbridesmaid. It was not long before they were moving in rhythm. Anight's rest, even an.