By now I didn't give a shit about much of it. I'd come to understand that I needed it and that I was going to get it and that I might as well just shu... my mouth about the whole thing. I was going to get into excellent physical shape... or I was going to get into excellent physical shape. There was no alternative.After ten workout days I was feeling pretty damned good. I wasn't there yet but I was well on my way, so it surprised me when greenie led me past breakfast on a workout day and took me. She crawled the few feet it took to get to me. She said nothing and started sucking my prick with her eyes on mine. I played with her wavy hair and talked to her. "You are a great cock sucker baby!" She smiled at that and I felt that smile move down my shaft. "I love having you suck my cock while your husband is watching." The guys across the room were still stroking theirs. There were more people now, some on the floor between the chairs across the room and some along the walls closer. Feel very vain, saying this, but ... I don't want to shave my head. I think I'd look terrible bald."I cracked up, reaching out to grab her hand in apology. "Is that what's got you worried? Oh, dear. No, you won't have to shave your head. Don't worry. We can fix this. It'd be easier if I could get some medicine from home, but even without it isn't a big deal. Promise." How in Andraste's name did I get lice?" I very much doubt Andraste had anything to do with it, Leli. I'm going to guess one of. “Who are you?”He smiled, and she realised that she could see him clearly, despite the lack of light. “You can call me Emmanuel.”“Emmanuel.” She thought about the meetings with her friends from Saint Jude’s. “Emmanuel. God with us.”“Very good! Gold star.” His expression wasn’t actually a smile. What was it? Compassion?She watched his face, thinking. Somehow, his presence was comforting; she felt safe, even loved. “Why?”“Your parents?”“Yeah.”“They were making the world a little better place for a.