It looked like the knights were trying to bargain with him, but to no avail. When Gillian shook his head, Thet handed me the sword, and told me to be...careful before he ran into the shed to grab one for himself.The knights got into they're fighting stance, and Gillian laughed in delight. He looked at his men, and then looked at the knights. With a flick of his fingers, all the knights' armor either snapped off, or to the unlucky ones, melted into their chain mail armor underneath. It must. Although he was fascinated by my life story so far, the claim that a pillwould erase the effects of alcohol was ludicrous. He needed to hear thejustification for such an outlandish falsity."I will get to that, Victor. Of course, there is no such thing," hecalmed as I admitted that, yes, I knew."Maybe we should continue another afternoon?" I suggested."No, I've already had too much wine. Let me hit the loo and grab us somerefreshments. I had no idea what an intriguing life you had," he saidwith. But ... it will be as clean as possible and straightened up, and for dinner tonight, we’ll break out the rack and grill steak over our cookfire, so make sure to bring only our best meat. Hmmm,” she said with a wishful smile, “If we had marshmallows we could roast them over the fire ... Oh, well. We have what we have.”“What kind of meat?”Jasmine thought for a second. “To me, the buffalo steaks are the best. How about you?”“The same. They have a milder taste and are the tenderest we have.”“Good,. “Don’t be silly. Of course, you can fuck like this.” She ran her fingers over Jessica’s tits, circling her engorged nipples.“No ... the window...”Jessica glanced out the window. The kitchen was on the back side of the house and faced the backyard and more than a few trees at the edge of the property. Nobody could possibly see them. She nodded at Bill and began pinching Jessica’s nipples. “See what? You getting fucked like the slut you are? We all knew you were a slut anyway! What, did you think.