Soon, she was regarded by most as one of the guards.Old Ludewig also noticed Nele's lightning reflexes. Borrowing from the teachings of Lichtenauer, w...ich he had studied together with Joerg, he taught her to fight with two swords. Nele had to work on her strength and stamina; she was only seventeen, after all. However, she pursued her goal with the same single-minded tenacity that was a hallmark of all the Isebrands.Of course, Count Reinhardt was aware of the two young women among his guard. Hey, eyes. What's going on? You see anything of a nice hard cock around? That's my favorite.- No, no cocks that I can see.Hmm, I'ts getting hard to think here. Why is everything so damn wet?Hey Bartholean?Barthline?Barty?Hell I can never remember your name... You, the one making it so wet around here.- You talking to me? It's Bartholin, but you can just call me Barth. But, let me aloneWhy you got things this wet and sticky?- Don't blame me. I just do what I am told and from the orders coming in. Abi nodded at him and immediately missed his finger as he pulled it away. She took a sip of her drink and lowered it to her thighs.“Fine, leave me here, vulnerable to all these men,” she metaphorically pointed her finger around the room.“All these men? They’re all talking to their friends, wives and partners.”Abi stared into the eyes of the stranger.“Of course they are. You go to the loo. Go on.”Matt put his drink down on the bar and wandered off in the direction of the toilets. As he left he. Standing in front of the door, looking at the floor in front of her, was Shruti. She was wearing a night-shirt and pants, but seems to have washed her face just before.“Ready to get fucked, Shruti?” He asked with a smile. She didn’t look up, but she nodded her head. That was enough for Rakesh. He pounced on her.He hugged her tightly and kissed her neck. He roughly held her chin and pulled it up so he was staring straight into her eyes. He wanted to savor he victory. So with a smirk on his face.