When she got back to the house, everyone had washed up and was getting ready for the rib cook off. But Spencer was mad. She could see it all over his ...face.“Something wrong?” she asked.“Yes.”“Well what is it?”“Didn’t I tell you that you could not go anywhere alone? Who went with you to take the horses to the back pasture?”“I left a note and I’m sure I’m safe on the farm.”“Are you?” he asked.“You have to be kidding; the next thing will be that I can’t go to the bathroom alone.”“Well if I could. Small wounds were starting to become mortal ones, and slowly but steadily men and centaurs fell to the surprisingly bloodless sands and were overwhelmed, dying where they fell.The horde of undead was massive, seemingly endless, and first a quarter of our host had fallen, then a third, and at last a full half of our number was down. The odds for the rest, the prince and his remaining guard, was grim. We just couldn’t kill them fast enough! Desperate times and desperate measures ... never a good. ” I finally heard Jenna calling for my attention. “Sorry what were you saying?” I asked as if I hadn’t heard her. “What where you looking at?” She asked curiously. “That guy. The blonde one. Do you know who he is?” I asked watching him cautiously as he took a seat at the bar and started goofing around with the bartender. “His name is Joseph but everyone calls him Joe.” She answered and I could have sworn I saw him glance our way when Jenna said his name, but there was no way he could have. Most likely triggered by my recently discovered perpetual fascination with sex. Heck, it had only been 6 months before that I had found out what other things my ditterdoo was for besides peeing. I woke up in the middle of the night with a hard on, a not unfamiliar happening, but this one was different, after a bit of light stroking and pulling, all of a sudden I was squirting all over the bed covers and my self. WOW, that was pretty cool. It only took a few days to figure out that I could make.