Anger boiled into me. The damned barguest had almost killed me. And they had hurt my Thrak. He had fought barehanded while I lay dying, and scratches ...dorned his swarthy, muscular body. He moved without complaint, his fists clenched.“You didn’t rage,” Faoril said as the cool, night air washed over them. It was summer, but the temperature dropped here when the sun fell and a breeze blew off the Lesh-Ke Mountains to the south.“Then you would have died,” Thrak answered. “After I killed them, I. My son had gone to school and I thought that I had the house to myself. I was all set. The video was playing and I had a whole day stretching ahead with no one to disturb my time.Perfect. I was sat in my armchair watching one of the old Color Climax flicks from the seventies. My cock was hard in my fist and I was close to shooting my load. I was just in the process of using the fantastic technological innovation of jumping between selected frames – thank God for DVD, in the old days of video. . very new! Just when she thought there could not possibly be anymore, the buzz box was wheeled up close, and electrical connections were made to the steel anal trailer hitch ball probe ribbed stimulator and speculum, then the buzz box was turned on low? Her sphincter muscle tightened up slowly at first followed by her vaginal tunnel that the speculum was holding open! Then the stainless urethral stimulator was charged as the buzz box alternately sent small amounts of current to one. I let out a sigh and continued, trying to find the right words, Well… Its just that, Im not sure Im ready to come out of the closet. I mean, what will other people say? Dont worry, he pressed. As long as youre with me, Ive got your back. Thanks man, youre the best. I reached over and gave him a kiss on the cheek, and he blushed. We walked into the school holding hands, which of course I thought was completely obvious, so I whispered to him and tried to let go, What are you doing? People will.