" Fine then, pistols at forty paces and we each supply our own weapons. Would you like to die now or when you are sober?"At my declaration that he wou...ld soon die, Harlond took a good look at me almost as if he was seeing me for the very first time. I stand at just over six feet six inches with very broad shoulders and am fully muscled. I had my sword and what appeared to be two conventional dueling pistols on my person at the time as well as two throwing knives hidden in a built-in sheath. After being recounted the story ofthe night before, they are sworn to secrecy, and the groups made it's wayinto the track.The first stop was the bar to acquire the traditional mint julep, and tosocialize. All the girls roamed around, jumping from conversation toconversation, flirting, and drinking. Meanwhile, Christy and Jack, sat atthe bar trapped in their own discussion."I must say, you're a good sport about this." Well I usually just tried to go with the flow, and I guess I did kind ofask. “You said you had had practice. What do you mean?”“Ummm, well, I do it to myself.”“Like, not just your fingers, outside... like rubbing I know, but...”“Insertion?” she offered impatiently. I realized I was almost talking down to her, and that I could be a little more candid. “Sure, of course. I really got to like masturbating a lot, and got to the point where I figured if I was going to do it with a guy, I didn't want it to be painful or bleed all over. So I started inserting things into my. My brainsays yes. I could ignore my brain."Ann laughed. "We don't have to rush darling. If you want me to move inwith you, I will. I'd be happy to. We can wait on the rest of it." I love you, Ann Bailey." I love you, Jack O'Donnell."Jack stood up, and took Ann by the hand. He held her in his arms, andshe snuggled into his shoulder. "Ann, I'm ready."She looked up into his eyes and knew that he was. She reached down andtook his hand and led him inside. She went up the staircase first.