My shuffling in bed woke my wife this timeand she saw the reason for my restlessness."Wow, your balls seem like they are really stretched. Does it hur... realbadly?"I told her it was painful but I went through the same thing the previousmorning and just needed to let it settle out.With a smile that showed me she was proud of me she rolled over and fellback asleep.I let Jana sleep in and when she awoke around ten o'clock I had a cup ofcoffee waiting for her."I want you to take care of the yard. That’s what I thought, though. And he did. Look pretty. He had a boy-face. Not all boy – but I saw why he bearded it. He was aging himself. Trying to turn himself into the man that he wasn’t – trying to reject the boy who insisted on being something other than what the man thought he should be.“Nice,” was all I said, but he caught my reaction and he smiled. Honest-to-fucking-God it was the first smile I’d seen off of him all summer. And fuck if it didn’t light up the kitchen.“You think so?” he. I didn't always hit the man, sometimes I had to settle for shooting his horse. I swear, I think that some of the barbarians that had the horse shot from under them died from a broken heart. Anyway, between my shooting and the efforts of our friends, the battle didn't last more than about five minutes. They came riding back in triumph, and there were mutual congratulations all over the place. My magic was very impressive to them, and they could not stop talking about it.Some people from the main. Hey slutI know you can read this.Its almost the weekend, and I cant wait slut.Me and a couple of friends have a booking set with you.Your Mistress and I have been friends for months, and she has already started selling you. Thats right slut, she sent me a text last night offering her latest piece of fuckmeat. And the pictures of you...on the dancefloor, your face buried in pussy and ass, fists slipping inside you, those sweet fuckme eyes...you are such a tasty piece of meat."Noooooooo...." i.