That was when I heard a small knock on the door.”I’m coming in, sweetie.”My mom’s voice, of course, and I had forgotten to lock the door. She ...alked in .“Mom, I’m sorry, okay? I…I can’t help it. I know it’s wrong, but-”“Shhhh.” She sat down on the bed next to me and pulled my head over to rest on her shoulder. She put her arm around me and began stroking my hair. I had an amazing view down the front of her dress, but I couldn’t really enjoy it.“It’s okay, sweetie. We can talk about it. How long. No one missed him. He had frozen to death in an alley in the city of Rexville. He told us that he felt he had been denied his destiny. He had believed, for as long as he could remember, that he had a greater purpose. A task to accomplish, something that had not been accomplished during his lifetime. He did not know what the task was but he was desperate to carry it out. He felt his name should be known through out the community, if not the world. He had big aspirations for someone so young"We. ..“„Good... good. Because that's what you're going to get.“Kim came up over him, thighs splaying wide. She gripped the root of Quentin's prick and ran the knob up and down between her liquid-warm sex lips. How could she be so already? Training? „M-Master... Master... I w-want you...„ There was an urgency in the girl's voice yet Quentin knew, what she said could not be true. It was just marvellous acting. Marvellous training. Slowly, wriggling provocatively, Kim sank down on to Quentin's. One moment ago it seems you, a gorgeous woman in your 20s, were dancing at an admittedly pretty wild party, gulping down drinks we were feeding you, and now you are here. You don’t understand it. You look around feeling dreamy, warm, slightly aroused. We had picked you out earlier in the evening, introduced ourselves, and charmed you. We flirted and you flirted back. We encouraged you to share your intimacies with us. We groomed you. We d**gged you.You see we have a large empty living room..