He can help us out." Good, This piece of trash might serve a Stormcloak , but I could use a decent sword." Following quickly behind, they made their w...y through the wooded path.They had only been walking for a mile or so when they came to three tall, slightly phallic, stones. Each one had a strange inscription on it, Hadvar stopped to explain."These are the guardian stones, three of the thirteen ancient standing stones that dot Skyrim's landscape. I imagine they wouldn't have them back in. Pictures were the hard part, we didn't want pictures that would pass before the eyes of the high school girl working part-time at PhotoMat. Polaroid was our saviour.We fucked like bunnies at every step of the way. Read some ads-fuck. Take some pictures-fuck. Write some ad copy-fuck. Pick out a picture-fuck. Who ever said "getting there is half the fun" doesn't know the half of it. We finally went public. Once we dropped that envelope in the mail slot at the post office, we were in for a penny.. Less obvious at first, but the driver sitting up on the carriage was a woman rather than a man.“I wonder,” Doc said, “if Mistress Deliah put the bois in the back because she’d rather watch a male ass running than a female.”The man sitting behind Doc laughed loudly and said, “Obviously, Master Victor, you don’t know Mistress Deliah very well. She prefers lovers with nothing between their legs.”“Oh,” Doc said, laughing as he turned around, “I didn’t know she was into eunuchs.”“That’s not what I. He’d never found another note. He had no idea who wrote the first one, and he suspected he was never going to learn.That simple note, those five words - they’d done more for him than anything else he’d ever encountered. His bombshell of a teacher now dressed to show off her magnificent body, she happily sucked his cock anytime he requested it, and - to top it all off - he was closer than ever with his girlfriend.With a smile, he leaned forward, and tried to pay attention to what his sex-on-legs.