" Murray saysI nodded I had met Murray's wife on the battlefield, at the time I had been in full armor, she ended up blasting me with dragons fire and...pinning me to a rock with her sword. Murray had to get my ass out of that tin can, ever since then I prefer to fight with out armor."Yeah so she figures her kids are grown might as well move on." He says."Any of them have the talent?" I ask."Thankfully no." He says."Hey you have something of hers right?" He ask.I pull out her gun and hand it to. As Monday rolled around and she went to work wearing a brand new turtleneck sweater she'd bought on Sunday she had had to undergo the fifty questions interrogation from the three friend's she'd essentially ditched to run off with the handsome young lover Michael they hadn't seen, but she was purposely vague in giving her answers to the three curious assistants, much to their disappointment.As her classes came and went she found herself getting increasingly distracted thinking about the night. The skirt was black with red accents, and the top was a tube top, but had straps, also. I stuffed some toilet paper into the top to make it look like I at least had tiny tits. I sat in front of the mirror trying to do as good a job as I could on my makeup. After a while, I did pretty well. I showed Carl, and he made a few suggestions and adjustments, and I was pretty impressed at how well I pulled it off. He told me that a friend often came to watch the game with him. He was going to introduce. Now that I'm older it's a lot more balanced out and I just don't know how to do it now, but I feel those urges I guess?" her explaining this made sense why she would want to watch the skinemax now."Huh, well yeah then that's the basic concept of it. You just grab your dick and rub your dick, pretty much. Although I guess there's quite a bit of technique involved and you really sometimes need to put in the work to find the sensitive spots," I said, getting kind of thoughtful about how much.