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Phil waltzed right in, ignoring the boy's warning. "Hey Herc!" he yelled. He walked around to find the brawny orange-haired beauty. He moved into the kitchen and saw him looking for a glass. "Hey Herc, ol' buddy ol' pal! Ready for the meeting?" Phil asked his disciple.
Hercules turned around to see his trainer Phil, half goat, half man, standing before him. He smiled. "Yeah. I'm actually quite excited." Hercules felt his cock stir once more. Phil could tell his trainee was anxious.
"Hey, and remember to hold off on any gay stuff. Everyone in the world knows about you're strength and speed, but none of them know you're a rump roaster." Phil said. "So try not to bust out of you're tunic when they arrive." Phil added.
Hercules looked down in embarrassment. Phil was able to read him so well. "Hey, who let you in here?" Hercules asked.
"Some servant boy." Phil responded before walking out into the garden. Hercules was a bit put off. He rushed to the door to see the boy cleaning up after Phil's dirty hooves.
"Hey, I told you to take a break. You've done a lot today." Hercules said, placing a hand on his back as it to relieve him of his duty. Hercules bent down and picked up the rag the boy was using and resumed cleaning up the prints.
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