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Retired - Chapter Ten – Wedding
Date: 11/15/2014, Categories: Science-Fiction, Author: Brootforce, Rating: 89.7, Source: sexstories.com
Duke of the Eastmarch, Hero of the Empire, Supreme Marshal of the Military Forces, and Sword Arm of the Empire!” By the time he finished, my head had managed to explode into bright sparks and scatter around the room. Somehow, even in little pieces, it still hurt. “Good morning, Drake! How is your hangover?!” Robert had an evil smile on his face, as he shouted his greeting. In all the time he had known me, I had never drunk alcohol around him. I had never been drunk in my entire life. Then it came back to me, in scattered little bits and pieces. My bachelor party had been last night. I could remember drinks and drunken men singing. I remembered the women dancing in next to nothing. I vaguely remember the next-to-nothing they wore becoming nothing. Then I remember one of the PG noticing me blushing. “How many men ended up in the hospital?”, I asked, as my eyes tried to swim into focus. “None! That bunch plays hard when they get together! Maybe we should confine them to a bomb shelter for their parties!” “Please quit shouting.” “I’m not!” My stomach decided it was tired of lying down at that point. I barely made it to the bathroom on time. As the evidence of my sickness swirled away, I looked at Robert. “Why did you let me drink so much?” “I was pretty drunk myself! Why don’t you take these pills and drink this? Then you can get in the shower!” “Is it poison? I could really use a good strong poison right now.” “No! It is an old home remedy! Asta made it for you this morning! I ...