Thirty years? “Uhh! Xnxx com “Urgh…” Was all he could make himself say. Shamul had threatened Lysander with the ‘Treatment’ once, when the boy had tried to take off his collar. The batarian then raised himself and poised himself at the boy’s entrance. A human girl with one eye and a severe limp stumbled into view, handing something to Shamul and receiving a smack that sent her sprawling. Shamul approached Lysander, an arrogant smile decorating his face. Work like a machine! Shamul ought to either kill the boy or have his mind scrambled if he’s so determined to make a sex toy out of him!”
Lysander closed his eyes as he recalled Khanna, his mother’s best friend. As realization dawned upon Lysander he shouted, kicking wildly. And when they were apart, she was little more than a vegetable. Shamul crawled to loom above him, smiling. Without a word to anyone, Shamul walked toward the door, the boy still in his arms. The batarian then leaned forward, and laid the softest of kisses against the boy’s lips and whispered.
