The Count and Baron Arnulf had been in talks for two days already, and most of the issues had been resolved. Bjoern Isebrand had briefly taken part in...those negotiations, too, and rumours flew that Katherine of Erlenburg would be given as wife to the Count to cement the new friendship.Those rumours were supported by the seating order for the evening. Arnulf sat on his chair, with Nele at his right side. Nele's brothers filled the raised table to her right, but on Arnulf's left sat Katherine,. "Chuck, my man, how'd you pull this off?"? It was Bill in the beanbagnext to me.? I wanted to respond, but the words died in my throat.? Ihad a huge boner in my pants and I had to set it free.? I unzipped andit popped into my hand.? Alarm bells should have been going off, but allI could see was the blondes, now on all fours, taking it from behind,their tits jiggling wildly.? I stroked myself as I watched, mesmerized.?I couldn't see what anyone else was doing; I couldn't even turn my headaway. But now that loneliness seemed to help her, as she focused on the newkid, wondering.The first time she noticed something odd about the new kid had been threemonths ago, when one day, out of the blue, she looked at the new kid, andstared crying.A sense of grief, of sadness so great she simply couldn't contain itoverwhelmed her, and all she could do was cry.This feeling stayed with her whenever she was around the new kid for thenext couple of days, and then vanished.Odder, she found herself. They shifted Zack to the adjoining bedroom and laid him in the large bed. Evening was falling. Zack slept. ———————————————– Zack stirred. The room was lit. He smelled food. His blurred vision cleared as he awoke from his slumber. The mattress slumped as a woman sat on the edge. Zack saw the wavy haired brunette, his final bagged game in the field, wearing a terry cloth robe similar to his. She was sipping espresso from a demitasse. The aroma hit his nostrils. She held up a second cup. ‘Good.