‘……..gave me some backstage passes to go visit the locker room area and see the fighters, if we wanted to, which I do, if only to see him again,... he,s a funny guy,’ she finished. ‘Wait, you mean that we would get to go see the fighters maybe au natural?’ asked one of the girls. ‘I’m definitely in.’ ‘Me too,’ replied another ‘I kinda want to see that spunky little fighter that fought the last fighter first.’ ‘Alright, who’s the last one going to?’ asked the de facto leader redundantly. No one. He was in the middle of his second cup of coffee when his mail was brought up. The minute Tracy placed the stacks on his desk, he spotted the letter that could only be from her.With his heart pounding faster than he'd ever known it to, he chatted with the young lady who was studying music at the local community college. When she was gone, he took a deep breath and picked up the fancy rose-print envelope. Hands trembling, he slid his letter opener through the paper. He then took another swallow. Regaining his feet, Gorgo put an end to the big warrior and what was left of the other men who had faced him.A half-hour later he was trudging through the blowing snow with three heads tied to his belt, their dripping gore leaving a trail of crimson specks in his wake."Gods how I want to shove these heads up Conan's ass. That red-haired fuck sent me against that bastard all by myself knowing that his brothers would be there. I can't believe he talked the Clan elders into letting him lead this. I might even go down into your throat a little. Since you're inexperienced, you're probably going to gag. I don't want you spitting up on me or vomiting on my lap. So, what you need to do is hold the shaft firmly and pull your head backwards as I move forward. Try to keep me in the middle of your mouth. Do you understand?" I think so." Good. Let's give you your first taste and then we'll have some fun getting you off." She flexed again and Jason took her back into his mouth. "You've got decent.