“So…” I said after Julia had explained herself, “…we’re going to… play Capture the Flag with orphans?” “That’s right.” cumshot Julia nodded, her ruby lips smiling in that pious way that reminded me of my mother. Please don’t awaken something in me; the Sorenson family can only stand so much incest. “I asian thought it was fucking stupid too, but she’s the boss for now.” Willowbud grumbled. Somehow, this had something to do with Julia and Willowbud’s ‘temptation game’ but I had no fucking idea what. If the good sister thought Willowbud gave a shit about orphans, then she was poorly mistaken; Night Eyes had made scores of orphans. “Ok.” I nodded, “Why not? I guess it could be fun.” Willowbud gave me a look that told me she disagreed, and that my agreeing with Julia was a betrayal. Well, fuck her and the stick up her ass; Capture the Flag was fun. “And,” I added, smirking at Willowbud, “my team is going to kick the shit out of your team.” “Do you really think I’m that easy to manipulate?” Willowbud scowled. “Yes.” I grinned at her. Her scowl darkened. “Fuck. Yeah, I am.” She sighed, “Bandon, I am going to fucking destroy you.” “Because you’re such an inspiring leader.” I sneered, “I’ll have your team calling me ‘Daddy’ before this is over.” “My team is literally going to kill your team, Honey.” Willowbud grinned, “I turned a pack of urchins into a gang of murderers when I was eleven; what do you think I can do with disenfranchised orphans now?” “I can grow them all ponies and puppies; you can make them big rocks. We’ll see who they like better.” I laughed, “Your team is gonna abandon you the first chance they get.” “My team will bathe in the blood of your offerings.” “And my team is going to play fairly, and with good sportsmanship.” Julia said pompously, but added a little smile that told me she wasn’t being entirely honest. Judging by the look in Willowbud’s eye, her banter hadn’t been entirely dis honest. This was going to be one fucked up game of Capture the Flag. WILLOWBUD The grassy mall had been divided into three sections, marking the territories of the three teams. The crowd had been cleared, and now amassed at the sides of the newly-made field, staring excitedly and confusedly as japanese Brandon, Sister Julia and I inspected the lineup of twenty-one orphans Sister Julia had selected from her temple. I had a moment of déj� vu; I’d once been in a lineup like that, eagerly awaiting the team captain to pick me, and praying amateur that I didn’t get picked last. It must’ve been when I was very young, and still in Arbortus, because it sure as shit didn’t happen when I was in Drastin. Looking at the shape of the kids before me, it didn’t look like any of them had ever played a game in their lives. To them, the only game that had mattered was, ‘don’t starve today.’ I knew I should be focusing on the real game, ‘the temptation game,’ but I was too distracted with winning this children’s game. I couldn’t help it; I was a competitor to the core. Sister Julia will probably play mostly fair, but Brandon is going to cheat his ass off. He’ll make his territory a maze of jungle, so I’ll need little guerilla babe soldiers to wade through the brush. Nymphs; I need nymphs. There were three nymphs; a twelve-year-old boy, a girl who looked about ten, and one who was barely five. “You, boy.” I pointed to the eldest of the three. The boy strutted forth, sneering at the other orphans, gloating that he’d been picked first. I liked the arrogance. Brandon scowled at me, and I grinned back. Why don’t you guys carry it down and I will set out the outfits the girls must wear . . . I wanted to be the one to revel in them. I was again put aback, and when we hugged again, the thought of being with her made me nervous. And that’s more than enough. They talk about their past experiences and Mike even told Melanie that he was seeing Dr. Lil and fantasize about her. He drew himself up to his full height and looked down at her. "I will kill her," I said. A great metallic ring asian echoed through the locker room. The two of them then said firmly, in unison, “You WILL publish what babe happened.” Confidence swelled in me, energizing my forms. What a wonderful way to start my college career. I can feel them strap it behind my head. Mom had perfume on. “Your arms will tire as we beat you and then the steel will cut into you again”. Everything’s gotten so… weird.” ‘Jill, you japanese passed beautiful 3 exits ago, you’re stunning’ I honestly admit amateur “Noooooooo.” I said again, but kept rubbing – slowly. All I wanted to do was wash cumshot the sweat away and relax. I'm wet too. You're just drawing.” She stroked his hair with one hand, and held my waist with the other. “It’s a special sit-ups bench that we’ve just got. "Do it all to me," she pleaded. Still a little uncomfortable with our relationship. She had to admit that sitting in the bath was bliss and this time it was Tilly's turn to run her hands over her as she washed her. While I ate mine, I held his limp cock and rubbed it.