" Shit." It's not that bad, really." Well, it doesn't sound all that good."In a lot of ways their protocol makes things easier. The Danubians aren't a...s concerned about where you come from or what you look like as much as they're concerned about "haráshkt jettít", or "the proper way to live". They want you to play by their rules. They're real big on that. You learn their rules and protocol, and they'll treat you just like anyone else. Once again, I can give you my own example. When I was. I pulled the guy off the bed with my good hand and pulled him on top of me. As I started to come I smacked my hand on his back. The broken finger sent pain up my arm that pushed me over the top so hard I passed out. From that time on I came the hardest when somebody really hurt me. Once during an orgy with a bunch of friends I had somebody break my left arm. I got the idea from an old war movie. I only saw part of it. It was a bunch of guys in a POW camp. For some reason the Germans, or the. He was attempting not to make sounds so that he would not wake us up.He wanted to take his wife for a fuck in the next room. They whispered to each other and left the room. My mom looked at me as she left the room and closed the door behind her. I was left there un-finished while she fulfilled her husband and filled her pussy.I don’t remember when she came back, but it was early in the morning. When I got the sense, she was beside me sleeping. Taking that as a chance, I got into her blanket and. She even has my breast size! Her penis is almost gone!" Hhow? Wwhhen?" she stuttered."The past four years with hormones." Crap! How are you going to tell the Italian Stallion?" Very carefully, he's in the shower now." Good luck Hon. Should I call the mortuary now?" Only when you hear my screams. Oh, oh, here he comes now. If we live I'll see you later." I said as I went back to the kitchen and hung up the phone."Okay where are you two?" Joe shouted."In the kitchen dear." I purred as I went back.