.. but you're not.You were an unloved villager in an unknown town living an insignificant life. You were born the bastard son of a tavern wench who wa... knocked up by a passing stranger one night. The moment she could, your mother abandoned you to live a life of torment at the tavern keeper's hands. Living off scraps and serving as a source of relief by taking beatings, you've only gotten by on endurance and cunning to avoid more beat downs. This was your existence...... WAS being the. As they enter John and Bernie check everyone is there. The banquet is smorgasbord style, so they enter and select food. They’re all soon seated with Brooke making sure to mix them up, to the consternation of the nuns. John has Mother Superior say grace before they eat. He’s not sure who’s more surprised by this, Mother Superior or Brooke. Drinks are served by the staff and extra food trips are up to the individuals. They take their time over the meal as they chat while eating and drinking. Near. ‘Hi sweetie. How was work?’ Natalie twirled her engagement ring around her finger as she listened to her husband. ‘Work was great Natalie. I have a big assignment to work on so I’ll be busy when you get home.’ ‘Hun, I’m going out with Kate and Marianne this afternoon. Remember I mentioned that to you?’ Natalie rolled her eyes as she listened. Jeff always had a bad memory. ‘Oh you’re right. I’m sorry. Have a great time. Love you.’ ‘Love you too.’ Natalie hung up the phone and waited for Kate to. It was late we had been fucking most of the day now kissing on the couch just after her husband went upstairs to bed she took me to the top of the stairs sat me on the top step & said wait here for me & she went to go get something in there room. Waiting my mind drifted off to the amazing sex we had that day & how there was nothing I wouldn’t do for the women who had delivered me more pleasure than I thought was possible. Her hand brushing back my hair snapped me back from my sexual trans. As.