"And the Derringer, just in case I got the chance to use it," I said."You know they won't let you go in there," The Brit said."Yes I do know that," I ...agreed. "I also know that I don't know anyone in there personally, except that dippy dance teacher." Well then lets go before they decide to go in without us." The Brit said."We can try, but I have no faith that we can find a way inside," I said,."Yeah, I agree. They will all be trying to do it right and we won't be considered the right way. Best. When I got home, she told me that she’d been offered a promotion to Major and a transfer to Dayton and the regular Air Force. I told her about the University Committee’s letter. Now I’d put my career at risk: what if that whore filed a sexual harassment complaint? She’d had it with me, she didn’t love me anymore. One can question what sort of love it is that folds when it encounters some rough weather. We tried marital counseling before she left for Dayton. She left because she said she needed. Truthfully I was still fucking shattered but Im never too shattered to see Callum sucking my dick. As I walked towards the bathroom he threw a pillow at me in sexual frustration, he was usually the teaser of the two of us. Just going downstairs to get a drink! he shouted as I whipped out my cock to ease my bladder. When I was a little kid my dad always used to ask me if I wanted to go and ease my bladder when I started jumping around, clearly needing a piss. I always found it a hilarious. “One we saw running just briefly through the Deorc Forest, the other was a bounty hunter on our trail.”“Well...” Minx licked her lips. “Maybe I know this red-haired elf.” I turned, seeing her blink. She sneezed, shaking her head, motes of dust drifting through the beams of sunlight lancing around her. “Boy, this place is dusty.”“What do you mean, you know a red-haired elf?” Angela asked.Minx lifted her chin. “Well ... her name was Adel ... something. One of those long, elfy names.”“Elfy?” Xera.