He was having a good time. Things were good. This wasn't some emergency meeting where he had to whip the troops into shape. Not that he minded wailing on these boys. That, too, was needed for morale. It had become a party trick, to go up against...
Maya had been something of a challenge. Not as much as these prim, highborn girls always thought they'd be, but he hadn't pulled her panties down and impaled her right on the spot at least. He made a game of it, pretending to be less bad than...