As we talked, I didn’t think of Brad as a possible sexual partner even though I could tell he was flirting with me shamelessly. I wasn’t here for ...any other reason than to soak in the sun and relax; however, as the day went on I couldn’t help notice how handsome and level headed Brad seemed to be. At twenty-two Brad didn’t seem as silly and immature as many are at his age (which is why I prefer younger men in their late twenties and early thirties). Brad bought me lunch from a nearby snack bar. I groaned and fell back against the bed. The last thing I saw before I hit the pillow was Jake’s open-mouthed stare as Zack continued his hot blowjob. Zack and Bethan then exchanged their obscene outbursts, in competition as to who could get the most juice flowing.“Mmm, now this is how you do cock you slag! Shit, this tastes so nice! Not like that thing you’ve got over there!”“You need to try it Zack! Shit, I want to fucking ride this thing! You hear me Jake! I want your hot fucking dick inside. The word you used: ‘witch’ is a very specific title. It applies only to someone who draws their power from Tyamat, who the other dragons call the Betrayer. It is a very old rule, dating to before the other eight banished Tyamat to beyond the Walled World. There has not been a verified Witch in the lands I have traveled in centuries. There are, however many Wizards, Sorcerers, Mystics and Magicians; but no Witches. Each title is specific to one dragon’s power. Those who draw from Nyd’hagh are. " Tom gasp once more time then lay still.John could only shake his head; he'd recognized the man as soon as he saw him. The scar was a dead giveaway, seeing as it was John that had given it to him over five years ago.John shook his head as he looked around making sure no-one had heard the dying man's words. Shit, John thought, he really hated for the man's body to be raided by the jackals that were there. returning to his feet, John turned toward the saloon.As soon as John was out of sight more.