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The remaining 28 have been committed to training. We sheathed our weapons and moved towards the group. The cool night air, feeling good on my cheeks. “Youth! I gulped and sat down at my seat with some food. Once we became 12 we were considered “youth” by our older proctors and trainers. Finally he strokes went from long and fast, to deep and hard. Cou…Could Arceino be my father figure? We were forced to rely on thievery in order to survive. I am so sorry.” I say, holding the bucket close to me as I bow my head. I let out a soft moan as I felt bits of pleasure flow through my body. “Youth, run this to Captain Arceino once you finish in here.” He ordered, handing me a scroll stamped with a wax seal.
