When the two of us got close, we attacked. This was enough of a distraction for the other ten to attack the Gauls from the rear.Strangely there were f...ew screams and the Gauls were struck down very quickly. Swords and spears rang off our armour but none of us were hurt. I was in the thick of it and used two clubs, feet and fists so we would have more to question later. The last man tried to give a call but a foot to his sternum made it come out as a gasp instead.None of our people were hurt but. She paused for a second seeming to look at me and I hoped that she didn’t notice the hard member hanging between my legs. I leaned over to kiss her, normally I would have kissed her cheek or forehead, but just as I was about to make contact with her cheek she turned her head and I found instead the moist warmth of her soft lips. My lips hurriedly touched her soft flesh. I wanted to get out of the room before she could see the evidence of my wickedness that hung pendulously between my legs. . It was over. I got myself up off the floor and took a habitual sip out of my thermos, tasting my black morning coffee that I wouldn't now be drinking on my way into work. I looked at my bag beside the door and the white robe folded up inside of it, the lube I knew was at the bottom.Then I went into the cabinet, unscrewed the top of my thermos, and poured a healthy dose of Jack and Kahlua in with the coffee. I drank. It tasted awful, but strong.I was halfway through my makeshift drink when my. I never know what mood he’ll be in, if he’ll even look at me.He must be as horrified as I am. Very rarely do our bodies make accidental contact. He doesn’t spend an excess of time with me. He’s stopped indulging me with chocolate every now and then, or an extra blanket when the chill from the cracks in the walls is too much. I think it’s all a way of reminding himself I’m not a guest.Who is this man? I can never figure it out. He seems so gentle, even if he’s tall and strong. He’s patient when.