That had been acrossbow bolt, and now whoever was chasing him knew that he waswearing armor good enough to stop it. A young thief wearing goodarmor? E...eryone in the duchy knew who that was, by then.Jake considered fighting whoever was chasing him, but he doubted thathe could reach the man before he took a crossbow bolt to hisunprotected head, and he was sore, tired, and weak from hunger. So hefled, ducking behind the trees, back into the wildlands. If he wasgoing to die, he decided, he was. " Until you did I'd never strayed, never thought I ever would and you were merely a fantasy," I replied keeping a steady rhythm going."Well, I never thought you would either ... though I'd often fantasised too," she giggled before moaning gently as her pleasure built."Well, the reality is better than the fantasy," I chuckled as I built up the pace. My balls were now banging against her clitoris, making her pussy spasm slightly to my strokes."Oh God! I'm cumming!" she almost shrieked as her. .. if you know what I mean."Marge agreed with her sister-in-law, remembering their own experience with the boys that would become their husbands.Marc snickered and said, "You mean the two girls... together? Who would have dreamed that two girls would do anything like that?"Again the four laughed, knowing what Marc was referring to."Remember when Marc and I caught you two going at it?" Don asked.The two women nodded and Marge said, "I do, and I thought I would die! I also remember that Anne took. Bobbie didn’t. She said, “Rick, please. Look at the front of my skirt before you move away.” I looked down between us. She, or rather he, had an erection. It was pushing out the front of her, or his, skirt.I felt myself starting to get hard again. “How could that be happening,” I wondered. “I’m not gay, am I?”The band started a new song; another slow one. Bobbie began to sway to the music, the bulge in the front of his skirt brushing against the growing bulge in my jeans. I slowly lifted my.