The majority of us were jocks; that is the ones I knew.We spent several hours of hard drinking; at a local Tavern.Like, we had always done.Eventually ...he unrestrained drinking had got the better of us and we became; loud and obnoxious.The security’s tolerance had finally run out; and he evicted all of us.By now I was feeling the effects of the alcohol and was; just merely a sheep in a flock.So we then ventured towards the red light district; and to the strip circuit.We entered a strip club; and. Lessa.She was dressed in black. Black combat pants, probably male but altered to be more form fitting, and a black t-shirt. He wondered where the hell she had gotten them, before remembering that one mission. Between her breasts hung three gold lockets on two chains, standing out against the black like stars. Her eyes ... even from twenty meters away, he could feel the power of her gaze. Her brown hair was in a fresh braid, gun belts crossing on her waist. Walking with her were both Shelly,. .. Then who-- "And though he shall go forth to spread our cause, another shall carry the torch of Grand Warlock," Filistria adds, steepling her fingers. You instinctively step to her side and face the crowd as one of the hooded figures begins to approach."Shugga, daughter of Grevakhnu, you have been chosen to bear the mantle of our dark lady," Filistria continues, but you already feel your heart sink. Of course. A woman. You mask your disappointment, and straighten up to welcome the hooded. His heavy body lay along her back, they both remained collapsed after such a mighty climax for some long seconds. Then he raised himself and moved to her head, without telling she took to cleaning the long black phallus, slurping away his and her own, sexual mucus, thankful of the chance to enjoy the experience. Clean now he removed her toy and secured it once more behind the zip. Then bustled away to the office. She raised herself, smiled as she, straightening her night-dress, collected her.