And all of it, all of it," he repeated, thumping the table, "was for naught because I would wake up each morning and try to think of something to do. ...I will never be King, my son will inherit from my father. I have no talent for war, no talent for hunting, and I make a poor excuse for a drunk. Years ago I reached the point where even lechery was boring." Carefully he topped off his wine, then he belched."I kept asking myself why I continued. Why did I bother?" He smiled, but it wasn't a pretty. It wasn’t going to be an imaginary thing in her mind anymore, it was going to be solid and real and something she could touch and see and smell.But, focus. Primary goal was to deal with the hunters.“Hey guys,” she said. “You ... you um ... you t-talk to Avery yet? About the hunters?”Both werewolves visibly cringed. “We did,” they said in unison.“ ... she d-doesn’t want to help, does she?”“It’s not like that,” Matt said, “but after what happened last time she was here, she says she’s not jumping. “Well mom had left for work and I was still sleepy and wanted a cuddle to help me sleep!”……”Uncle, why does your thing get hard when we cuddle?” said asked. One of the questions a father doesn’t really want to answer and certainly not while his cock is out and being rubbed in between your daughters bum cheeks!I didn’t really have any choice but to be honest with her! “Well there are lots of reasons why a man’s penis gets hard. Because he’s close to someone he loves, because he see’s something. She was the only express cashier open at the time, so we had a bit of privacy. Pulling out a coupon as a distraction, she asked, “Jack, when was the last time you got lucky?”“Ummm…I don’t understand the question,” I responded with a smile, in a guarded way.“Come on you’re a smart boy. You know exactly what I am asking,” she responded with a smirk across her face.“Tuesday,” I simply stated.“Ahhh I see. Anyone from here,” she said looking in the direction of Abby who was on self-checkout.I saw.