We had to borrow money here and there to pay for the renovations, even though we'd be doing much of the work ourselves. We made a grant application to...help with the cost of the damp-proofing work and bathroom – bank loans covered the interim as we wouldn't get the money until the work was completedThe owners agreed that we could start on some of the preparation work before the sale was complete; we boarded up the windows, repaired the door and fitted a good padlock, hasp and staple, began. For the next thirty years the gains and losses alternated, but still we were pushing them back overall, but much slower.Then finally they did the biggest blow to us.You see, we always, until that point, regarded any wars as fun and games. They were situations and places where we could test and prove ourselves and just enjoy the combative spirit that is so much part of us.From what I understand the orcs saw war as a necessary evil to gain the land they needed, not something to enjoy.Suddenly new. Everything here was too "real" compared to my office life. The tree was very strong and solid, compared to my office desk. The grass under my feet felt much more tender than my expensive carpet at home. The slight breeze that blew my hair was much more refreshing than my office air conditioner. Moving to every interesting spot I could see, whether a tree or a small pond or a rock with a distinctive shape, I felt as if I was like a caged animal who was set free again in his last days. I also. Oh fuck I need to suck her fucking tits right now and I don't give a dam if they throw me off the plane but this tit is going in my mouth right fucking now!!! My breathing became so fucking loud I new people were on to me but I don't care I'm going to suck on my moms tits right fucking now. Her taste of her tits lit a fire inside me that had been smoldering my entire life as I sucked and gulped and swollowed her hot flesh as my breathing fell silent. Oh fuck moms tits are taking my breath away.