‘Are you prepared to serve your king,’ Katya asked with a finger under the young lady’s chin almost intimidatingly. ‘The way a true woman does..., in each way you can, with absolute submission to his every passing whim?’ She looked at me, and made my heart race. ‘Yes,’ she said in her surprisingly high, and soft voice. ‘I am.’ Katya led her close to me, between my legs. ‘Then worship him.’ The young lady dropped immediately to her knees before me with a big smile, whipped her hair back slightly,. You'll feel better."Smiling his thanks, William accepted the bottle. It was lukewarm, which was better for him than ice cold. Opening it, he took a long swallow replacing water and minerals that had been lost in the sweat lodge. He knew not to drink more than his body could handle. Now that his throat was not quite so rough, he said, "Thanks."Chief Awa Tsireh asked, "What will you do now?" I will go home, work on my dissertation, and love my girlfriend." What about the White Buffalo?" I'll go. .. no one is going to harm you... just a little fun... you like fun don't you?"I felt him enter a bit more, again I have no idea how far he was in, maybe just the head, maybe three inches or so, I have no way of knowing... certainly not all the way."There honey, how does that feel... getting better is it"I could fight no more... I was never going to win this battle, they were just too strong. With the hand firmly over my mouth, I found it hard to breath; my heart was pounding at a million beats. ‘All musicians aren’t gay. Agnes Sterns isn’t. PULL.’ He put his gun down a moment. ‘Who’s she? She a parishioner?’ ‘Oh, yes. Mary Sterns is her grandmother. . .’ ‘Fine, fine lady that one.’ ‘And she’s an organ scholar, graduating with a Bachelor’s this spring. Fills in while Niall’s away.’ ‘Oh yes, I remember her. Little corker, that one. PULL Pert little titties and a world class ass, just like her grandmother. Your shot, Father.’ ‘PULL.’ My string of hits was unbroken. The Colonel sighted.