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Chapter 7 A new beginning

The evening visits went on for several weeks. But before long we were confident enough to practice together and Marc and Arthur came round less often. The computer training continued too but with Jason teaching Arthur and Arthur teaching Marc. Marc surprised us all when he got a social networking account and started posting updates at two o'clock in the morning.

I came home one evening and found Jason and Arthur having cyber sex, with Arthur's ginger pubes plastered all over the flat screen TV. They were both hard and stroking themselves.

"What are you doing?" I said

"Just having a bit of fun. Arthur started it" Said Jason

I decided that joining in was the best course of action besides seeing Arthur and Jason so aroused had given me a hardon. I did a striptease for them both and then started giving Jason a blowjob. Arthur was stroking his cock and telling me what to do.

"Lick his balls and move to one side I can't see properly" He said "Jason can you reach his bum?"

Jason reached out and pushed a finger up my bum. I pushed my bum back loving it.

"Jason, spank him" Arthur said

"Noooo" I said as Jason started spanking me.

He did not spank me hard but it started hurting a bit after the fifth or sixth hit. I was getting harder though so my cock liked it despite the pain.

"Do you have any toys?" said Arthur

"Yes" Jason said and went to the top drawer.

He got everything out and laid the main things on the bed.

"Jason, sit on the end of the bed. Tyler, lay across his knee" Arthur demanded "Now use the paddle on him. I want to see his bum go bright red and I want to see precum"

We got into position and Jason started spanking me. It hurt like hell, but Arthur kept encouraging Jason and sure enough I got really hard and was leaking precum all over the edge of the bed.

"Tyler, get up" Said Arthur "Your turn to get revenge. Jason, lay on the bed face down. Tyler, get the dildo, lube it up and stick it in his bum"

I did as Arthur said "Do you want it fast or slow" I asked

"Slow" said Jason

"I'm not talking to you." I said "Arthur, do you want me to do it fast or slow"

"A bit faster" he said "and bring his cock down between his legs so I can see it"

I pulled Jason's cock down and rubbed it a bit while I pumped away on the dildo.

"Tyler, Now get on top and fuck him as hard as you can" Arthur demanded

I complied and pushed my cock in him bum. Jason flinched but moved him bum in time to me thrusts. Too soon I was coming. I slid off to one side and grabbed Jason's cock. Within a couple of strokes, he too came all over the bed. We collapsed on the bed and brought the duvet up to cover up our cocks. We watched Arthur furiously wank himself until he too came on camera.

"I hope you don't do that with anyone but Arthur" I said when we had finished and kissed goodbye to Arthur.

"Of course not" Said Jason. "Do you think I'd be stupid enough to do something behind your back? You know my password and you can look at my computer any time you want"

Two months after the visit by the twins, I decided I wanted to organize a party.

"I want our friends to get together, and maybe get to know each other better". I told Jason.

"You're crazy" said Jason. "I'm not sure what you've told Spencer but she'll guess who they are. She's a policewoman after all".

"She knows most of it already" I said "She can't tell anyone, the rest of the police will think she's mad".

I booked a table for seven pm at the restaurant where I met Jason for the first time. I sent invitations to Spencer, Matt, Delilah, Marc, Arthur and Jason. I suggested black tie, but so long as everyone was smart I could not ask for more. , On the day of the get-together, Jason and I got up early and had a cooked breakfast. Very unusual, but Jason had bought everything the day before and insisted we get a good breakfast

"...because it's gonna be a long day" he said.

I got up early, put the kettle on and started cooking. Twenty minutes later, I took it on two trays into the bedroom. Jason was waking up. He leaned over and we kissed.

"Thank you" He said "You know how I love a cooked breakfast, but I can never do it. I always burn the bacon"

"And the toast, and the sausages..." I said smiling.

He poked me in the side for the quip. Once breakfast was over Jason left. He had something to do at College and was going to do some shopping. He promised to be back in plenty of time. Once he was out of the door I checked my emails I had two, one each from Delilah and Arthur.

Tyler,

Thank you so much for the invite. Matt and I will be delighted to come. We do have a bit of an issue though. My brother Silas has come back from Germany. We said we'd put him up while he gets somewhere to stay nearby. I don't want to leave him on his own. Would it be OK if he comes along too? If not let me know as soon as possible.

See you tonight

Delilah + Matt

Tyler,

Marcus and I will be there. We'll come to your place first. I have persuaded Marcus to wear a black suit rather than a grey one. Between you and me it'll be a bit of a change :)

Hope you and Jason are well

Arthur

I rang the restaurant to ask if the booking could be extended to eight. They said that it would be fine, so I emailed Delilah that we would love them to bring Silas with them.

I then went into town and picked up the dinner jackets we had ordered over the internet. They insisted on checking my measurements and made it plain that I should have brought Jason for a fitting too. Almost like a wedding, I thought to myself, as I put them neatly in the back of the car, and smiled secretly to myself. I also stopped off for a few other things I would need for the evening.

Finally, I found a beauty shop, one that does hair and nails etc. There were only women there and I was terribly embarrassed. Asking for a blue stripe in my hair was not too bad, but asking them to paint my nails blue was horrible. I blushed bright red. But I should not have worried the girls were very professional. I was assigned a beautiful looking blond called Chris. She washed my hair first and cut it then spent ages applying the colour. I love my hair being stroked and was getting quite turned on.

"Would you like to use our Garra Rufa foot spa" Said Chris "We are dismantling it tomorrow so if you want you can have a go for free"

"Does it hurt?" I asked "It looks like it hurts"

"No not at all" She said laughing "tickles a bit"

I agreed, and spent a good fifteen minutes with my feet in water being eaten alive by tiny fish. When I finished all became clear.

"You have lovely feet" said Chris "Perhaps you'd like a pedicure and we can paint your toenails too?"

I laughed at their transparent attempt at up-selling. I thought about it for a moment, and thought about what Jason had said just days ago "Why do you always wear white", and gave in I spent thirty minutes having my feet pampered and my toes painted. The problem was I found I have a minor foot fetish and spent the whole time completely boned up. But I was unable to adjust myself in front of the girls. Chris kept smiling at me and a couple of the other girls were sniggering too. I hoped they could not see my boner, but I knew in my heart of hearts that they could. It was just that obvious. Finally I was all done.

"We do massages too if you'd like one" Said Chris "I love doing them on fit guys like you. It's not often we get guys in. I'm sure we can take care of any muscular problems or stiffness you might have" she smiled at me.

I thought of the night Spencer came round. She nearly tickled me to death and then said she fancied me. The thought of having sex with a woman was intriguing, and certainly not repulsive. Then I thought of Jason.

"I'm sorry" I said "I'm gay and I have a lovely boyfriend called Jason, and all this" I put my hands out to show off my painted nails "is for him"

"Well if you ever change your mind ask for me. I'd love to give you a rub down, and Jason if he's as cute as you" she said

I went to the desk to pay what I thought would be an enormous bill, but which in the end was not too bad considering. I put it on my credit card and left.

I arrived home to find Jason already home.

"You had your hair done" I said "It's nice"

"And you have had yours done and your nails" He said. I kicked off my trainers and pulled off my socks

"You had your toenails done too - cool - who said you could never be adventurous" Jason said with a huge smile.

I told him about the girls at the beauty parlour and about Chris asking me if I wanted a massage. He laughed and said I should have gone ahead. So long as I washed my hands afterwards or we would smell of fish for a week

He apparently had the similar idea and had had his hair spiked

"I usually get someone at college do it for me. There are some guys who do the hairdressing course who like this sort of stuff" He said. "But this was special, so I got it done at a hairdresser".

It looked sexy. A deep red on top fading to purple and black at the back and sides.

I went into the bedroom and organized my surprise into a small carrier bag. Just as I finished Jason burst into the room stark naked and sporting a huge boner.

"Put it away before you poke someone in the eye" I said "We don't have time, and besides Marc and Arthur will be here any minute"

"Don't care" he said "They can join in if they want to. I'm horny."

I sat on the end of the bed and Jason fed me his cock. I sucked it and tried to take it all the way down. I choked.

"Gotta get used to that" I said.

He laughed, and he poked me in the mouth again urgently. I pulled him to me and put a finger up his bum. He moaned loving it. I licked his balls and the bit between his balls and his bum, he loved that too. Then back to his cock. I pumped it with my hand for a bit and then played with the foreskin.

"Ooooh I'm close" he said "I pumped some more and rubbed his cock all over my face"

"I'm coming" He said and came all over my face, in my eye and over my nose.

Later I found cum in my ear. He knelt down and licked me clean.

"That's why I love you" He said "I love to lick my cum off you're face".

Marc and Arthur arrived a short while later. They were dressed in trackies.

"You been hunting chavs" I asked smiling

"Arthur gets 'em going and I like to get a quick drink while they sleep it off" Said Marc, both giggling.

"We'll get a coffee while you two get dressed" said Jason and we left them to it. I put the kettle on and Jason set up the cups. Before the coffee was ready, they came out. Marc was dressed in a black dinner jacket with purple silk lapels and a white shirt. Arthur was in black trousers, white jacket and shirt with a black tie. Both wore a grey handkerchief in their top pockets.

"Well you lot scrub up well" I said. "I hope we aren't all a bit overdressed."

"I bet we aren't" said Jason with an enigmatic smile on his face.

When we finished our coffee, we left the house and got into my car. I nearly forgot my carrier bag that looked a bit out of place. I drove off sedately, with three people in as well as me I am surprised it moved at all. We parked up near the restaurant and went in. Spencer was already there sat on a sofa. She stood up as we entered. She looked stunning. She wore a long red dress with a deep V-neckline. Two diamante motifs highlighted where the V met the waistline and joined the V at the bust to keep the dress decent. The dress showed off her body beautifully.

Jason whistled. "Cool" He said "Where did you steal that!"

Spencer did a twirl. She looked radiant.

"Just thought I'd throw on an old thing for some old friends". She said

I got everyone's drink orders and asked the waiter to bring them to the sofas where we sat awaiting Matt, Delilah and Silas. They arrived about 5 minutes later. Matt looked smart in a conventional dinner jacket with a white shirt. Delilah was in light blue floor length evening dress, with a cross over bodice and a high waistline. It must have taken yard of chiffon to make the dress.

Silas looked odd. He was tall and overweight. His hair was a dirty blond colour combed straight back over his head. Only the very ends of his hair stuck up at his neckline. He wore a long black coat down to his ankles with black trousers and leather boots. When he took the coat off he wore a much more conventional black silk waistcoat, with white shirt and black bow beneath. Despite the expensive clothes, he still looked a bit scruffy.

Matt did the introductions for his group and I did the introductions for mine.

The waiter came over and asked if we wanted drinks or to go straight to the table. Everyone wanted to start dinner. The waiter led us to a secluded corner of the restaurant. Three people down each side and Marc at one end and Silas at the other.

"A bottle of Amarone and a Chablis please" said Marc.

"What if we don't like Amarone or Chablis" said Arthur

"Then I will have to drink both bottles and carry you home" Said Marc with a grin.

Everyone agreed that the wines were fantastic, except Delilah who insisted on drinking orange juice and lemonade. We asked her what she wanted instead, but she insisted on the orange and lemonade.

Spencer smiled and said "Let the lady drink what she wants. We don't want her to be drunk in her condition".

Delilah blushed and held Matt's hand.

"To the lucky couple then" said Silas raising his glass. I looked at Jason and he looked back questioningly, then the penny dropped

"You're pregnant?" I asked amazed

"Yes" said Delilah. "I was trying to keep it quiet for a while longer, but you can't pull the wool over Spencer's eyes".

We all raised our glasses and drank to Matt and Delilah's health. Shortly afterwards the waiter came over and we all ordered. After he had left the table, I tapped a glass with a fork and all eyes fell on me.

"Since we are in the mood for announcements, I thought I'd tell you all why we are really here" I said.

I stood up and went to Jason. I pulled his chair back and took his hand to get him on his feet. Then I went down on one knee.

"Will you marry me?" I said.

"OH MY GOD" Said Jason.

He mumbled something, put his hand in his inside pocket, and then took it out again.

"Yes I will" He said simply.

I fished around in the carrier and gave him a small box.

"I didn't think rings were appropriate somehow". I said

Jason opened the box and his eyes lit up. He took the torc out and put it on.

"It's identical to yours" he said.

Everyone clapped and I turned to sit down

"Funny thing is..." Said Jason, putting a hand on my shoulder and turning me round.

Then getting down on one knee.

"...I was gonna do exactly the same thing. I thought about what I could give you, and like you, a ring didn't seem right. I thought about a tattoo, but we have the best tattoos already" he said.

He showed off his wrist and I put mine alongside.

Silas said "Wow they are brilliant. Where did you get them done? They look like they were done yesterday"

"We had them done a while ago" He said to Silas, but turning to me again he handed me a box from his inside pocket "I got you this".

It had a neck chain inside exactly like his brothers that he now wore. I put it on, and took a step over to him, raised him up, kissed him on the lips and hugged him.

"That's how I knew everyone would be dressed properly" He said "I asked them to".

The waiter came over with some starters and stood to one side while we sat down again. I had tears in my eyes.

The meal was superb, and everyone chatted about the food, the wine, the weather, their jobs, babies, whether gays should marry in church, who was going to win the football. A perfect evening. Silas was a good storyteller. His hair may look like he just got out of the shower, but he could tell a story. Spencer especially seemed entranced. After the meal, we went to sit on the sofas to finish of the evening with a coffee, and we ordered three taxis.

Silas stood up. "I have had a wonderful evening and would like to propose a toast first to my little sister and her wonderful boyfriend, and also to the health of my niece or nephew"

We all raised our coffee cups.

"Also to the health of my almost (he looked at Delilah and Matt)-brother-in law-one-removed Tyler and his boyfriend, soon to be spouse, Jason"

We all raised our coffee cups again

Silas went over to Spencer and spoke quietly for a few seconds. Spencer blushed and whispered back. The waiter came to ask us if there would be anything else from the bar.

"I am sorry" I said to the waiter "We aren't usually this noisy".

He nodded

"It's just that the bar is closing now" he said and walked back to his station

"Well that's us put in our place" I thought.

We gathered ourselves together and when the taxis arrived, we filed out. I went to the waiter to pay. Marc got in front of me, said "Can you put all the drinks on this please" and handed his card over.

"You can't, this was supposed to be my evening" I said

"So it is" said Marc, "but it will be my honour to at least pay for the wine".

Then Silas stepped forward "And I'll pay for the rest, because I've had a wonderful evening, AND I'm the only one who pulled"

I laughed "Spencer?" I said. Silas put a hand on my shoulder, and nodded. I shuddered, as he turned to give his card to the waiter.

Moments later we said goodbye to Spencer, and then to Matt, Delilah and Silas. We climbed into our own taxi and headed back to my flat.

Once back at the flat Marc and Arthur said their goodbyes. Jason and I went in and settled down on the sofa to watch TV for half an hour before bed.

"Thank you for the torc" Said Jason

"And thank you for the chain" I replied. "Did you know I had one before...all this started?"

"Yes Matt told me". Said Jason "He said you couldn't wear it so got rid of it after the incident".

He lay back on the sofa and laid his legs over my lap. I put a hand on his thigh and moved it up and down watching his cock grow in his pants.

"When do you want to get married and how?" I asked

"Somewhere quiet, with a few friends, nothing big. We already have these" He lifted his arm to show off the 'tattoo' "So we don't need to brag about it too much"

"Fine by me" I said. "I'll have a look online to see what's available"

"What do you think about Matt and Delilah and your niece or nephew?" Said Jason

"I hope they both want it" I said "It's a bit quick. But if it's what they want then I'm happy for them"

"What do you think about Silas?" Jason asked.

"I don't know" I said "He can tell a story, and he seems nice enough, but when he put a hand on my shoulder it made me feel dreadful".

"Hmm. That blond hair and the long coat made him look like something out of an action comic" Said Jason.

"I wonder what his story is. He didn't say anything about his past, what he does, where he worked in Germany or why he's back"

"Anyway enough about Silas. I want you to mess with my blond hair, and kiss me till I fall asleep." I said

"Far enough" Said Jason getting up and leading me to the bedroom. You get into bed and I'll turn everything off. He came back through the door moments later completely naked with a huge hardon. "Where did you want me to kiss you till you fell asleep?" He asked

#

On the Thursday morning, Spencer called "Tyler. It's Spencer. Can we meet?"

"Of course. What's up?" I asked

"I'll meet at your flat in thirty minutes?" She said. Her voice wavered

"Are you OK?" I asked "You don't sound it"

"Thirty minutes" She said and hung up.

By the time I got to her house she was waiting with tears in her eyes. I had never seen her like this

"Spencer!?" I said "What on earths going on? Why are you crying?" I put my hand round her shoulders and felt her fear. It was almost tangible.

"I'm not crying" She said "Open the door, and let's go in"

I let her into the flat, and led her to the kitchen.

"Something happened. Tell me" I said

"Last night" she said "I went home after work it was late so I got a pizza on the way. I was eating it and there was a knock at the door. When I went to see who it was, no one was there. Later I heard a knocking at the window, but again I couldn't see anyone. I was getting scared. I locked the doors and the windows. I decided I had to go to bed. It must be my imagination, or kids playing tricks, there was no one out there. I eventually got to sleep way after two o'clock. I had horrible dreams of a monster in the closet. I know it was just a dream, but I just can't get it out of my head. I searched the house this morning. I searched outside too. I couldn't find anything. I was terrified. I didn't know what to do"

"Calm down" I said "The dreams must have been from the kids knocking at your door. I hear noises here all the time. You can't live in fear like this. Go to work and act normally and then go home and get an early night. Tomorrow it'll all seem like a bad dream, which is what it was"

"But what you saw" She said "That wasn't a dream was it? The boy in grey. He wasn't a dream? What's going on Tyler?"

"Spencer. I explained everything. Marc is a vampire and Arthur is his lover. I didn't believe it either but now I do. They don't harm people unless it's a kill or be killed situation. Marc saved my life twice" I said

"I don't believe in vampires" she said

"Neither do I, but you met them. Did you like them at the party?"

"Yes" she said. "They are both lovely. Are they anything to do with this?"

"No" I said "Why would they do that, harm you and draw attention to themselves. What you went through last night was a scary moment and a bad dream. You'll be fine by tomorrow".

"Talk to Marc for me. Ask him if this is connected to him in any way" She begged "Please".

"I will, and don't worry. If anything else happens, and it won't, give us a call and we'll come straight over. Can you get stuff from work to protect yourself? A baton and cuffs? Maybe pepper spray?" I asked

"Probably, though the pepper spray would be illegal" She said "It would make sense. I'll see what I can do. Collins may help, but it'll all have to be unofficial"

"Anything we can do - just call" I said "But you'll be fine"

With that, we agreed to go back to work. But I knew that it was not over. I had felt her fear when we touched at the door, and it was real, not a dream. Only time would tell.

#

When I got home Jason was making chicken and pasta. He was a terrible cook. It was one of the things we argued about all the time.

"Hi Jason, what are you burning tonight" I asked.

A dishcloth flew across the room and hit me on the chin.

"I deserved that I suppose" I said

I went to open a bottle of wine, and set the table. Thirty minutes later, we were in the middle of eating when the phone went. It was Spencer.

"Tyler, Jason Can you come over, it's happening again". She said

She was obviously in some distress

"We'll be right over" I said "we'll be about 15 minutes. When we get there we'll run the bell twice then once again"

I explained to Jason and we left the food and pulled on our coats.

"We've only had one glass of wine, we should be OK to take the bikes" Said Jason "I'll bring an extra helmet just in case"

We locked up the house and went to Spencer's in convoy on the bikes.

We approached Spencer's house carefully looking round to make sure no one was there. Jason rang the bell as arranged

"Jason, what did Tyler give you" Said a voice from inside

"A torc" He said "On one knee"

The door opened a little, still on its chain. Spencer's face appeared momentarily, before the door closed, then opened enough for us to enter.

"Thanks god you came. It's all happening again".

We sat Spencer on the sofa and Jason sat with her while I went to make some coffee. When I came back Jason had his arm round her and Spencer was sobbing on his shoulder. I sat down next to her and offered her coffee, which she took.

Jason said "I'm going to search the house".

He picked up a knife from the kitchen and began his search. Ten minutes later he was done.

"I'm gonna search the garden too" He said and went to the door.

I followed and locked the door after him. He was gone for five minutes when I heard him knock. I opened the door on the chain to check and then let him in.

"Nothing at all". He said "Not even footprints. Are you sure it's not just kids?"

"Would I go through all this if it was kids?" said Spencer angrily.

"Let's not start on each other" I said "Do you want one of us to stay here with you, or you can come and stay with us?"

"Do you mind if I come and stay with you?" She said. "I hate to impose on you but I'm frightened. I just wish it would all just go away".

"No problem" said Jason "Let's get you sorted and we'll get off".

Jason and Spencer went to fill a rucksack for an overnight stay.

"Best get enough for two nights" I shouted after them

When they returned we collected our helmets and headed for the door. On the floor was a note in a small white envelope - no address. I picked it up, opened it and read it.

I know

"You shouldn't have touched it" said Spencer "It might have had fingerprints".

"How many notes like this have fingerprints on them, or DNA?" I said

"Whatever" she said and went to her rucksack.

She looked inside for a few moments and stood with an evidence bag open for me to put the note in. She sealed the bag and wrote something on it.

"Let's go before something else happens" she said.

I opened the door gingerly and then stepped out.

"All clear" I said and we ran to the bikes and mounted them.

Spencer was behind Jason. I was alone. We drove quickly away from Spencer's. Jason led us down some really narrow streets, through a housing estate, and then into a park. He turned his lights off as he entered and stopped half a mile into the park. We were on a slight rise by some trees with an uninterrupted view all round. I joined him and we waited in silence for five minutes. Then we freewheeled off the mound towards another gate. Once on the road again we started the bikes and rushed home.

Jason opened the door to the flat and stumbled on his way in. Spencer followed and I came last to lock the door. Once inside Jason went into the bedroom, and came out with a sheet, a duvet and a cover, and then joined us on the sofa.

"Spencer will this be OK for you" I said "You can share the bed with us if you like, but I think you'll be more comfortable here".

"I think so too. I don't want you two poking me in the ribs all night" She said

"I doubt I'll reach your ribs" said Jason "More likely your legs and bum"

We all laughed and it lightened the atmosphere a lot. Spencer was not hungry so Jason and I finished some more of the chicken and pasta, cold with a beer.

"It tastes worse now than it did when it was hot" I said "Is that possible?"

Jason threw a pasta shell at me, which whizzed straight past and hit the wall with a 'plunk'.

"Now children play nicely or you'll all go to bed early" Said Spencer.

Another pasta shell hit her on the shoulder.

"That's it off to bed with you" she said "No wait Jason help me put this duvet cover on".

When the duvet cover was finally in place, we turned out the lights and left Spencer to sleep on the couch. Jason and I went into the bedroom.

"I found this note coming in" Said Jason "I didn't want to mention it till Spencer wasn't around".

Again, I opened the letter.

I know

We quickly composed an email to Marc and Arthur and sent it. Five minutes later, they said that Arthur would be there in the morning. We decided there was no more to be done, so we went to bed. I barely slept.

Next day the doorbell woke us up early. Spencer was already awake but left me to answer the door. I quickly dressed in a shirt and some undies and opened the door enough for Arthur to enter. He looked tired and had three bags with him.

"I have more stuff for you" Said Arthur. "This is kevlar body armour"

He dumped two bags of black body armour on the floor.

"It's really good for stopping knives. It won't work for bullets, but vampires won't use guns. There's quite a lot. I just stuffed as much as I could in the bags. Mine is made for me; you'll have to choose the best fitting bits from the rest. I hope it's all OK. And this is weapons." He said, shoving the third bag forward.

He opened the third bag that looked like a cricket bag to reveal several knives of various sizes and some stakes, three helmets and three swords in the base.

"It's perfect for Jason" I said "Black with straps and zips, and pockets in its pockets"

"Ha bloody ha" said Jason, slightly miffed

In ten minutes we were all sporting kevlar armour. The armour consisted of a vest, gloves, with forearm guards and thigh guards.

"It's a lot lighter than the stuff we have in the police" Said Spencer "All we need is to put a tracksuit over it and you could even go out without frightening the horses"

"That's because it's designed to stop knives rather than guns" Said Arthur "and it's specially made for us".

Arthur drew two swords from scabbards strapped to his back. "I don't think any of this is legal" he said. "If anything happens don't call the police, till we have a chance to stash it all, or we'll be in as much trouble as whatever is out there".

We spent the next thirty minutes strapping it on overseen by Arthur. Strapping it onto Spencer was a bit of a trial because we were trying not to touch her anywhere private. Once we had it all fitted we started taking it off again leaving it in three piles behind the sofa. Jason was trying to pull a glove off Spencer, he pulled at an awkward moment and she got a handful of his crotch. We laughed and after that it was open season on all her wobbly bits.

"If anything happens don't hesitate" Said Arthur "The kevlar will protect you, and the swords are wonderful. They seem to have a life of their own"

We may have been practicing for weeks, but neither Jason nor I felt anywhere near ready to go into a real fight.

This is a fantasy, entirely fictional. No animals or other entities living, dead or undead were harmed in its making. The only things that suffered are good taste and the English language.

The inspiration for the story was a dream I had after a night drinking absinth, together was a song by the Plain White Ts

Basically it is a love story, but we will see how it goes from there. These things seem to have a life of their own.

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