I started right up again: "He's probably standing right next to her." "It's for the best, Girl. Don't worry, he won't bother you.........ever again." ...Then thinking to himself how he could wrest that Road Runner away from me. "Better check on it, son." I parted the curtains. Relieved to find it present and accounted for. Then checked again to make sure I wasn't just imagining it being out there."Call her!" No. I'm not calling this close to the end. It's the home stretch. I'm clean. I ain't. "Taking the blade in hand he cut it's connections from Emil's body and placed it in a dish to be checked on more closely, a camera showed a zoomed up version of the strange organ for the others to observe."Doesn't appear to be a vital organ it wasn't connected to anything important, although from the connections it DID have I would guess it was created and then left dormant for... some reason. I'm going to open it to see it's contents."As an incision was made to the small gland or organ, it. Tall, fit, and lean, the well-muscled warrior was known to her. The former paleface slave from her own home. Over the years, she had seen his naked body transform into manhood.The young man had been recently trained as a warrior and her father said he had great promise. His buckskin clothes were new and fresh, showing his tight rear and well-formed muscles. His athletic body was trained for fighting and strenuous activity. The kind of body that could meet many challenges. A proven hunter and. Jeff continued over to the bed and put his arms around Elaine's bare waist. He was intimately familiar with her, too, as he had attended a few of her orgies (he refused to call them 'worship' services – if anything was being worshiped at these events, it was Elaine's bare body ... or perhaps it was Elaine, worshipping all those hard cocks). As he rolled her over onto her back and off of her sister, Elaine opened her eyes, and grinned, hugging her arms to her sides to trap his cold hands against.