She was a little nervous when she went in to change, butshe was also running a little late, so she had to hurry through herchanging. She wasn't really...surprised that she didn't notice all that much.The class itself would spend the next few days setting individualbaselines. The teacher warned that she could tell when anyone was slacking,and would adjust things accordingly. A large part of how they did in theclass would be based on how much improvement they showed over the course ofthe semester.. I could feel his cock each time it throbbed. Together we began to softly moan with pleasure. I sat upright to assist him in driving his cock as deep as it could go. He lifted me slightly off of him and began rhythmically pumping my ass. I could tell he was close to cumming by the look on his face and after the orgasm I had just moments earlier I was sure it couldn’t cum again. I placed my hands on his thighs just behind me leaning back so that my cock could stand tall. He looked at my cock and. “My beliefs wavered many times during my captivity. There are many times I should have stood for someone weaker and I did not. There are many times I should have provided aid or comfort to someone and I did not.”“I believe your god will forgive you for your lapses,” Liala told the troubled man.“Will he?” Morane asked. “Perhaps. The bigger question is whether I can forgive my lapses.”“You forgave the men we just met,” Liala pointed out. “They suffered the same doubts as you. They committed the. Drayson, the sole Achaiean warrior invited to the head table, took advantage of a break in Lyonidas' report to offer a suggestion to Reynal. "General Reynal, if you wore a more effective helm you could protect yourself from such injuries as you display." "A warrior does not protect, a warrior attacks," Reynal sneered. Drayson bristled, "A warrior exists to protect his nation and people!" "The people ARE the warriors!" Reynal declared, getting louder. About this time I was.