"Have care. Don't get in theway of these stones." A grave marker zipped around Morgana.Japhet Gryls. 1797 - 1860.The coral from the driveway became mo...bile. It flowed like a swarm ofbees, following the tombstones. As it flowed around Jas's legs, he feltan urge to follow along.Jas ignored that calling. He trudged along behind Morgana.Mr. Hoose passed them, running so fast it looked like he might be flying.He made it to the other end of the graveyard in the time it took Jas andMorgana to trot. There were other laws and rules too. The officers were arrogant and thought they knew everything. The non commissioned officers were different, they were cruel and brutal sadists. My system government came here to wager on how we did each day and not over all.With poor training and weapons we had little chance. The starport city of Assembly was neutral territory and any fighting was looked at closely with fines and expulsion from the planet. The area around the port city had thousands of. She pondered the thought as she exasperatingly sat herself back onto theedge of the lake. Do the gods truly exist? If so, why would theyimpose such cruelty onto her life? Onto her brother's? These gods werethe very reason for her heartbreak, but they are also the heart of herpeople's culture and traditions, and for that she does not completelyhate them.The culture of Abalon is an ancient one - and it is followed faithfullyby all. Those who ignored the words of the Goddess Akyra, written. .Pressure at my backside. The cock was slick and wet with saliva and lube as it pressed to my rosebud. The two cocks slowly pressed into me at the same time, my cries drowning in the mans mouth as the two began to slowly set a pace of pistoning in and out of me. I hear the sounds of two women speaking for a moment, though I have a hard time understanding what they're saying. The voices were silent for a moment before I felt a set of lips at each nipple, sucking gently, skilled tongues toying.