She just backed away, crying, shaking her head. ?I hurt you, Fia. Oh, no, I cut your lovely thigh with that horrid, beastly thing.??Kill, her, kill he...,? the mob started a rhythmic chant, then what Fianna had most feared, their cries began to change to more gruesome suggestions. ?Crucify the coward, burn her on the cross, nail her low and let the beasts have her!?The Master of Games eyed the crowd with annoyance. He had certainly wanted to teach the two lesbian sluts a lesson, but had hoped. "Marina, Stephanie. I bet Miguel would love a handjob from a couple of soccer girls. One from each of you!"The two girls looked at Jack Valence. He nodded to them."Uh, no offense, girls," I said with a hand up. "If Mr. Valence..." I was only protecting them from the gang," he said before I finished. "Didn't have a good reason either! It pissed those assholes off so I did it." Wait!" Bianca said when Ashley took the girls' hands. "We can't stay here. Those were scouts! I'm pretty sure they came. . you know ... lesbians or whatever they call them?"Nita said, "I don't think so because lesbians are usually females who like only females and never touch men. We consider ourselves bi-sexual. It is different for those of us who just like to have a variety of sex with both males and females and enjoy the pleasures of it."Rachel asked, "Who are the boys?" Nita said, "Dr Arnold's son Roscoe is one of them. He is 14. If Bill's son Jason comes he's 15." Rachel said, "Oh my gosh, I know Roscoe. He. What, uh, do you need help with?” He can see a slight glimmer in Jessie’s eye.The horse stands up and offers his hand. Casey hesitates, but only for a brief moment. Taking the hand, he is lifted to his feet. They come facing one another in silence. Jessie is just as tall as he is, just as muscular, and their pricks are barely a whisper apart from each other. “I’m willing to say that you like what you see.”Casey’s heart shoots up into his throat and his lips go numb. “Well, yeah ... I guess I’d.