It also means Necromancers are as a rule ruthless bastards and bitches who use their powers to murder their enemies and acquire more power both magica...l and political. Not all mind you, you know a guy who lives on a ranch outside of Vegas who only taps cattle that are moments away from being slaughtered for meat anyway- nice guy. But he's the exception, not the rule.The other side of this camp can't really decide on a name for themselves, but in Necromancer circles they're usually called. Unfortunately Garth was incredibly fat; at two inches the blade barely scraped his abdominal muscles. Bellowing with pain he whipped his hand around smacking the girl in the side of the head propelling her into the lockers and then to the deck in a dazed heap."Bitch!" he screamed. Holding one hand over his wound he took a step towards her, murder in his eyes."Here now, what's be going on?" From behind Garth another seaman stepped into the small room and look around. "The Armsman's slave be. “Come on, Emma! We’re in!” The sound of Lily’s voice pulled me from my thoughts, and I caught up to her just as she was descending a set of black stairs, lined with twinkling lights. The walls were painted black over the original stone, dotted here and there with pictures of exotic cocktails, and more bizarrely, a feature of shot glasses that spelled out ‘Racy’s’. We finally came to the end of the staircase, which it took me a while to realise spiralled through the centre of the club. “Oh my. Aisa sunte hi maine uske sare kapde utar diye aur mai bhi nanga ho gya.Uske bad maine uski body ok kiss karna chalu kiya aur dheere dheere maine uske boobs ok apne muh mai liya aur choose em laga, ohhh yar kya boobs the nuke ek dam soft the mujhe bahut maja aa raha tha.Thodi der mai uske boobs ko masalta hi raha aur thodi der ke bad vo ek dam garam ho chuki thi, uske nipples ek dam tight ho chuke the aur uske muh se siskariya nikal rahi thi.Bad mai mai uth kar uski chut ke pass gya to uski chut.