"I don't know how they upgraded their armor, but they did. Their armor is learning, and gaining experience as quickly as the children. Do you know the... view adult hosts with Companions as cripples, or at least as not fully functional? Not in a vicious way, but as you would feel for a puppy with only three legs due to an accident. Adult hosts can't achieve the integration ... the gestalt that the children can reach. Pity is not a good foundation for a developing relationship." They are right,". I began floating gently on the water, enjoying the flow from the stream over me, careful not to float away. I positioned myself so that one of my feet was wrapped in a tree root hanging from the edge of the opposite bank. I felt safe and calm, and peaceful. It was most likely the stress of the day melting away, or the feeling of the water, but regardless the reason, I soon drifted off to sleep...I was awoken violently, with a heavy pain in my stomach. As I tried to find my bearings, I realized. She'd never had one of such size and she fought to part her teeth wide enough to take it all. It filled her mouth and the length of it turned downward into her throat and chest as she relaxed and committed herself to receiving it fully. Breathing was difficult, but she didn't care. Her small pussy grew wetter with each stroke he made into her throat, as she listened to her own gurgling sounds. She had fantasized often about deep throating a cock such as this and took pride in her ability to do. "I don't. What is it?" Karl responded."Roleplay is like acting out a play. You pretend that you're someone different and then go with the flow. It's kind of how we played as kids. Pretending to be someone else and making up dialogue as you go along," Brad informed him. Karl nodded his understanding and Brad smiled."Now do you still have that wizard's robe you wore for Halloween last year?" Brad asked."Yeah, it's somewhere in the attic," Karl informed him."Go and find it and wear it on.