"King Thrain?" one of the dwarves asked softly. "Orders sire?"Thrain looked at the faces of the worried dwarves around him and sighed deeply."Let's go...home."*******Thorin looked at the elf as she finished her tale and she said "He was killed before I could return, my wounds took a very long time to heal because of how deep." For what it's worth Arnial Stormblade," Thorin said softly. "He wrote about you in the hall of records. He was deeply saddened by your injury he blamed himself for what. I had to get in-character. I couldn't risk...well, it's not like they'd go blabbing to Elizabeth, but still. Whatwould Slut say in this situation?"Slut?" Oh my god! Like, hi!" I said, trying put as much bimbo pep into my voiceas possible. "I'm, like, totally sorry, I was completely distractedthinking about, uh, like, cute boys and stuff."The two of them exchanged a worried look. Shit, too much? That's how Sluttalked, right?"Is everything alright?" asked Jenny "We've been looking everywhere. She wiggled her little black dress up further to revealing her bra, which soon too, was lifted to expose her pert nipples.I reached up cup each breast, teasing her nipples between an index and thumb.Her moans became more intense, her thighs squeezing my head and her hands pawing at my head as the orgasm began to build and burst as she shuddered under my tongue lashings. I could her hear, between thighs squeezes, what sounded like her begging me to stop as another orgasm washed over her and the. Once we were inside I relocked the gate, then showed Mary Beth to the first firing station. It was the spot where she should begin her lessons.The station was sitting on the ten meter line. That was about 33 feet on a real tape measure. It was also about as long as the longest room in any ordinary building.The first thing I did was give Mary Beth the Safety lesson. “Treat every gun as though it is loaded until you verify that it isn’t. I can’t stress that enough,” I explained. “Keep your finger.