It was a rather intriguing thought.He backed up quickly but silently as the couple came back into closer view. The king was carrying the limp healer i... his arms. As he waited in the shadows, the king and healer passed mere feet from his hiding spot. It would be ideal to strike now but Aric had said nothing about hurting the healer. And it went against the grain for him to lift a hand against a healer. His dead mother had been a healer. He could no more strike a healer than he could his own. Cal didn’t know how many years Appleton and the County surrounding it had been in the hands of the political party to which he belonged. It was, at least, since the first moment that Cal knew what a political party was. Anyone who expected to be part of, or expected anything from, government joined The Party. Nearly everyone else didn’t bother to join any party.The College people were the exception, of course. They made it a close call on an election night or two, but never quite broke through.. “I taught him that while you were away,” Karl saidproudly as the dog burrowed its snout back up my skirt,its rough tongue now licking at my vagina. Tears ofhumiliation streamed down my face.The dog gripped the hem of my skirt in its jaws and dugits claws into the carpet, straining as it backed away,tugging me off the sofa and toward the floor. It wasgrowling, its teeth bared. I looked to Karl for help,expecting him to call off the dog with a few harshlyspoken French words. Karl said. As he pulled his own swimming trunks off his cock sprang slightly to attention.Jen set the first task. Dad had to masturbate in front of all of us, including me, but to help him, she gave him her own panties, a red pair made from a sheer nylon material. Dad wrapped the material around his cock, and stood at the edge of the pool in front of the sun beds. We each took our place on a sun bed as he started to stroke his cock in the red panties, Sharron still naked, dad’s eyes locked on her pussy,.