Why just one?Really the more he thought about it the better the idea sounded. After all if he had to use the Fuckbook, why not use it to test the enti...ies limits. Assuming it had limits.Not wanting to expand his pool of ‘victims’ Arthur wrote a familiar pair of names into the Fuckbook. Those of Rachel Hogen and Xena Pride.“And now all I have to do is wait.” Arthur mumbled. His cock was still hard and begging for attention.Arthur found the wait frustratingly long and despite his best efforts. On Aruh, the Guardians were known as 'Walkers'. Legends on Taluat had used the phrase 'Walker between the Worlds' to describe their ancient counterparts as well. The phrase was particularly well known among the Rhellian believers. My personal opinion was that the Walkers and the Guardians were not the same. Oh, the same people, certainly, and probably the ancient Choctowineh, but without a racial memory akin to the Yaru's, I had no way of knowing for sure. I didn't go to Aruh to find 'the. Using gloves orcloths to protect their hands, the children of thevillage whipped her with the nettles, which leftraised red stripes across her thighs and belly. A boyrubbed some nettles up and down the crack of her ass,while a teen-age girl applied the itch-inducing irritatingneedles of the nettles to Nicoletta's nether lips. Nicoletta screamed loudly as the burning, glassyneedles imbedded in her clitoris. Some boysrubbed nettles across her already painful tits. Whenthe young folk had used. With glee, he ended the entry musing that the room was paid by the hour, so she'd probably been awoken by the manager shortly after he slipped away, and forced to walk the streets with their juices still slick between her exposed legs.An hour later, wearing only a tank top, silk running shorts and a jockstrap he knew he would soon lose, his brother escorted him into the town's only blue light cinema. His chest hair bulged out of the low scooped top, and you could see his abs rippling above the.