” Even after telling him of the reputed mystical properties of my sword, that had thrashed him before, were purely fictional and would not see the w...man victorious against him,would not appease Sir Steibhian. Although I was only a Captain at the time, I still knew honor, and refused his demands of retracting my offer to the squire. At this, the unhappy knight did stab my left hand with a dagger, pinning it to the table. I do not know if this was done out of revenge for “wounding” his honor,. I waited for the right time. It would be at the time and place of my choosing. Patience took a lot of selfcontrol. I would see her. I wanted her so bad. I needed her. I though about her but yet I waited. I needed to catch her off guard after she thought everything was OK. Kelsey came home from school on a Friday. The time was right. We were going to have a fun weekendtogether. She had started to dress like the little tart she is. Fetching shorts, a tight top and a bare midrift. . Warm and inviting, she sunk into his lips passionately. He moaned a tender moan against her lips and she moaned back at him, never taking her sultry lips away from his. Then she slid her waist forward, her moist fissure gliding on him as she did until she felt his love pole pop up and the tip of it press against the opening she knew he so wanted to get into. She knew he could feel it there. She could feel it there. It pulsated a feeling upon the opening of her love canal. She let it. She rocked. It ached to actually stand upright once more, but she made her way to the bathroom, bathed and then began her housekeeping duties.When she had finished cleaning house and doing laundry, she found a housecoat and even though she did not doubt that there was virtually no chance of encountering anyone she ventured outside.The view was breathtaking, craggy mountains surrounding a narrow valley where a stream meandered its way into the distance.She saw the fence and though escape flashed through her.