That’s when Marguerite saw him for the first time. He was much taller and better looking than she had expected. She had formed a mental image of a m...nster or demon, having heard her husband disparage the man for years. Yet, the man she saw across the room appeared noble, distinguished, and handsome.Crespin was speaking, but she was so preoccupied with seeing Jacques le Gris that she only heard the last part of what he said, “There won’t be any trouble, will there?”“That depends on him,” Jean. The beautiful young girl dressed in her riding clothes wearing the tight breeches that stretched tautly across her heart-shaped buttocks. She knew the male stable workers were much attuned to looking at her pretty posterior when so attired and it always made her feel good inside to know their eyes followed her sensual movements when exercising the horses. The journey to the Carstairs estate was only a short hour on a fast mount. She was determined to confront her Jeffrey with the outrageous. I rushed upstairs to the room they keep for me (they live closer to school than my parents, so I tend to stay over once or twice a week), and closed the door. I thought about this briefly, then decided to open it just a little, as I felt I had not kept my side of the bargain, it may present an opportunity to repay Grandpa, should he pass by.Quickly I got undressed, and started to play with myself. My! I was so wet down there, and all warm! I played what had just happened through my mind again,. Carson asked."I don't think I could let anyone else do it," Hannah said."I'm sure someone else could," Hannah's mom started."No Mom, I mean I physically and emotionally couldn't let someone elsedo it." What do you mean Hannah?" Mrs. Carson asked.I answered, "Mrs. Carson when I jumped into Hannah's arms, with everyonechasing after me, that was when she mutated. Just as I ended up with theBIT of a baby... I think she ended up with the BIT of a mother." Ilooked sheepishly at Mom. "Caireen.