You remember it like it was yesterday, a fateful charge by his bodyguard in an attempt to break the center of their line ended with him unhorsed and s...rrounded by dozens of enemy pikemen. You saw his loyal and fearsome housecarls cut down, defending him with their lives as you rallied your personal guard to save him. But no matter how many enemies you slew to get to him, you couldn't reach him in time to save his life.Captured by the enemy Pikemen, you saw the enemy warlord Vlad, approach your. You take chances.”“So what?”“Didn’t it piss you off when that kid called you a whore?”“It pissed me off more that he called me a Chink — Ugh! You let your nails go.”She dug an emery board under the down-turned corner of the nail on Kristen’s big toe. Kristen settled back on the couch, luxuriating in the professional attention, the skill Suzie had learned in her mother’s salon, and the dull rasping that sent muffled tremors up her shin. The left cup of Suzie’s halter slackened as she leaned. I smile at him as I meet his eyes in a deep, loving gaze. I take more of him in my mouth, wetting him for the tight ordeal it was soon to be in.After a few minutes, his dick was glistening and wet from my saliva, hard as ever, and throbbing ever so slightly. I slowly position myself on top of him as he holds onto my hips so I wouldn’t lose my balance.“It’s so big,” I grunt, spreading my own lips apart as I try to engulf the member. After a lot of pressure, I finally feel the head inside me. I. I heard some people died.”“Yeah, I heard that too,” Smitty said, examining his fingers. “They don’t know who the folks are yet, do they?”“I don’t think so; it’s too early,” I said and occasionally looked at him. Normally, I noticed something about a guy’s body: beefy, chiseled ass, muscular legs, tan (with no pesky lines), hairy, tall—well, you get the picture. Yet, the thing that attracted me most is the way Smitty spoke, as if he’d known me all his life.Sun teased on the way to Lang Street..