Barb's hours were as brutal as mine were.Most weekdays we saw each other briefly. Usually it was between schedules,and a quick kiss letting me know sh...e was home or pecking her on the lipsand telling her I love you before I walk out the door in the morning wasabout all we could manage. We tried to save the weekends and sometimes itwork out, lately though even the weekends were getting harder to find timefor ourselves.I unpacked my suitcase and changed into my jeans and a sweatshirt grabbeda beer. He sat far harder than he intended to, Ares held his head as it started to throb. By all the power the godling was going to pay for this!He had to come up with a plan, to get the godling alone. Yes, alone where he knew his superior fighting skills would win out the day.Ares laughed then slowly, (this time) arose, reaching out a wicked, slightly curved, pitch black colored sword appeared. Ares touched the hilt then started to laugh harder, he felt the raw power of the sword throb up his arm."Ah!. It?s going to happen whether you?re relaxed or not, so I advise you to calm down? You whisper, breath hot on the back of my neck.I try to relax, but yelp loudly as you shove a large plug into my tight asshole. I whimper, feeling myself stretch, trying to adjust to the size. I hear one of the guests say ?now she really is a little bitch,? and that?s when I felt it. Soft and fuzzy, furry against my legs; a tail. The plug was a tail plug, and now I was your little bitch in more ways than one. You. There was about a 15 mile stretch of the dirt road south that he could see from this location. He could see anything that moved on that road from here.He felt movement near him and brusquely said, "Mary, try not to move. Movement attracts the eye."Bill thought of the ride to the lookout point and grimaced. Cherie's words had haunted him. When the young girl leaned forward, pressing her little nubs against his back, he almost jumped off the quad. Her arms encircling him and resting in his lap,.