"Then I accept," the smith said.Ree'al reached into his pocket and handed a gold piece to the smith but the smith would not take it."I'll take no mone...y to be a Match Master."Ree'al gave him a slight bow and asked, "Can we have a few minutes to meditate before the match begins?" Meditate, for sparring? That is an odd request." Just a bit of showmanship." I was a warrior when I was young, and I take the Match Master's duties seriously. I will not take part of a match that is a farce." The smith's. Video rental shops abounded in the city and nearly all of them had the proverbial "back room" that offered tapes featuring adults in a variety of sexual situations. I was ready to purchase a membership and sate myself on the fare displayed in the rooms labeled 'Adults Only."Since my girlfriend had accepted a position nearly 100 miles away the videos would offer me an outlet for sex if only by masturbation. At least I wouldn't have to turn the pages of a magazine anymore while enjoying my. She dialed Jess.“Jess, what the fuck did you guys do?!” Emma hissed into the phone as soon as Jess answered.“Well, did you ever see the Godfather? You mess with my neighbor, you mess with my whole family. I’m pretty sure it went something like that. I never actually saw it. Anyway, we had to balance the scales of justice. And we did,” Jess said evenly.“You guys didn’t have to do that, you know,” Emma said.“Oh, but we did. And trust me, his chubby chasing days are over,” Jess responded.“Well .... I had Alison bring the satchel over and the three of us went over the toys."The first thing I want to do is find out how much you can take." I said."Which hole?" All three!" I responded quickly. Amanda blushed and then paled as the full realization of what I said would mean."Amanda," I ordered. "Get on all fours. Alison use this and work it in her ass until it will go no further." Amanda assumed the position and Alison grinned. "It" was a very long, fairly thin dildo that looked to be double.