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They woke up early and spent the mornings training, taking a break to eat, before training away the rest of the morning. They had the afternoons off then, and after that they would train at night time again. At first, the boys were trained separately from the men, and supervised by Ganner, but Brandan had managed to prove his mettle quick enough and joined the men in their training. Quintus had also proven himself surprisingly effective with swords and moved up to training with the adults alongside Brandan. That had been before Ganner grew tired of supervising Aiden, however. Three days ago, Aiden was still having difficulty learning how to swing a sword properly, and the lanista told Brandan and Quintus that he was going to arrange for them to help teach Aiden how to properly use the sword to attack and defend during their free time in the afternoons. Brandan was, of course, not pleased with this arrangement, as the gladiators had only very little time off, and every minute of their free time was precious. But there was nothing that Brandan could say to argue against the lanista, of course. He knew this already. And lingerie so, now instead of being able to take a nap, or have some alone time in his cell, Brandan was forced to sit here on the sands of the practice arena, listening to Quintus actually try to teach Aiden something. “Why do you even bother?” Brandan groaned after finally having enough of listening to Quintus explain how to hold a short sword to Aiden. “Just let him hold the bloody sword and tell him to hit the japanese dummy as hard as he can. It’s not that difficult.” “Just ignore him.” Quintus said, passing the short sword to Aiden. “Here, take this, and keep trying. You’ll get it right soon, I promise.” Brandan watched as Aiden bit his lip and nodded. He could tell that the other boy did not believe in himself either, but was still trying his best. “Quintus!” A voice suddenly called from behind them, and all three boys turned to look. It was Djumon, a Numidian gladiator who was waving at the boys. “The lanista calls for you! This way!” Brandan looked back to Quintus, and saw a curious look in the boy’s eyes. “What is it?” Brandan asked the Roman boy. “Nothing,” Quintus replied, shaking his head as he started toward Djumon. Solo “I’ll be back soon. Aiden, just keep working on what I’ve taught you, alright?” “Okay...” Aiden said, seeming unsure of himself. Brandan scoffed at his insecurity. “If you don’t even have confidence in yourself, how can you expect anyone else to babe asian be able to help you?” He asked. “I’m trying my best.” Aiden said, a hint of defeat in his voice. “But it’s different for me. You wouldn’t understand.” “Well, I’d say you’re only not getting it right because you aren’t practicing it right.” “Huh? She lost sight and feel of its tongue as it continued to slide further and further into her body, but she could feel it snaking down her stomach and intestines. REPLACEMENT MATE: Her first reaction is to rush to her japanese aid. And without any panties on, my juices ran down my thighs. Willowbud needs babe to die, Diamond; there’s no way asian around it.” Her screams eventually subsidized into Solo high-pitched whines as the pain level surpassed what she thought possible. “Don’t tell anyone about this okay?” Jolt after jolt sent cum rocketing into her gut as I groaned in ecstasy. He had been brought in strait-jacket and cuffs from his secure cell by six silent warders who had manoeuvred him expertly from one set of restraints to another and left him alone again without a word of explanation. In that sitting position, she pulled her son close. lingerie