With hindsight I might have done things differently, but when you're got a very bloody cock in your hand panic tends to set in. I panicked and scream...d, as luck, or not as the case maybe my step mom was home she came running to see what was going on. There I was with my now flaccid bloody cock in my hand looking very pale and sweaty. My step mom, Jean was very calm and told me to relax while she went and fetched something to clean me up. She returned with a bowl of water and some other bits. I am his Admiral. He defers to me on naval matters. I know more about ships and the sea than he does, so if I give an order regarding the ship or sailing, he does as he’s told. Similarly, Sir Tony over there and the Commander over there know far more about land fighting than either of us. If we’re talking about a battle on land either of them can give us orders and we will obey them. For anything else, though, I can give orders to anyone about my lands, and the King can give any of us orders. "um yea ?'' i turn my head n say as to not call atention to my hard on. "did you just get hard while i was drying off." crap, i think, now hes gunna think im gay n beat my ass! "ummm no i was just think of this girl alicia, u no from our bio class?" "yea right!" he says while walkin towards my slowly, "its ok man if ur gay i wont tell anyone. hey now u got me thingin of her! look" he says pointing at his 4 inck cock. i cant help but look. "hey u saw mine now let me see urs." kevin says. . I was looking for someone who wanted to share what I had to offer. She was looking for someone who wanted to share and care. But there was more. Something I could not explain just like the feeling in the pit of my stomach.I wasn't looking for sex. I was looking for intimacy, someone with whom I could share myself. I was looking for something that was missing in my life. She was married, and from what I could determine from our emails, was surviving in her own way in her own world. She was.