"No, please... leave it there. It suits you," Jill encouraged.She worked quickly as she sat on the stool, a large clipboard propped on her thighs. She... carefully selected colors from her extensive assortment of oil pastels. She liked working in this medium actually; Craypas had the depth and durability of crayons with the translucence of pastels, and without the mess that ordinary chalk pastels created. She studied the man's face for several seconds. To her credit, Jill did have an unerring eye. "We're getting slammed," Don informed the group as he walked past them on the way to the pool house.When the group saw the large flat screen television light up, they all turned their attention to it. Don switched to a local news station, turned off the music, and turned up the sound on the television.Everyone watched the pictures on the television of points west of them. Some parts of the state were already covered with a foot of snow and the weatherman was predicting more before the storm was. "You are both correct. I will explain more when I report to Queen Norse." Amanda," replied Bill. "I hate to be the one to tell you this, but Queen Norse was murdered the day I arrived." Oh my Goddess, it can't be true. It can't be true. Who would do such a thing?" Well, it is still screwy, but some of the men in the rebel village got off the island in a storm and left an imbalance in the number of people. A ship of pirates landed and killed the queen and her body slaves. They also tried to rape. However, Paul did not seem to be interested in seeing me. I traded a couple of texts with him and he was pretty cool in his response. Maybe he wasn’t interested in me anymore? I am not sure but I was really starting to feel horny. Since I was not getting any positive response to Paul, I started trolling Reddit and Doublelist again. Over the course of the next couple of weeks I hooked-up with three different dudes. Just typing that, it really sinks in that I had turned into a real cock sucking.