I was wrong three years ago, and I freely admit that. This is different because she’s eighteen and living on her own.”“But when you couldn’t t...lk her out of it, you should have said something!”“To what end?” I asked, remaining as calm as I could. “A permanent rift between Liz and me? I can’t do that.”“You know I’m going to find a way to put a stop to this, don’t you?”I took a deep breath and let it out, “I know that’s your first response, but she’s eighteen and there isn’t really anything you. Somehow, when she said his wife's name, it just sounded right. "That's a beautiful name."Ken blinked. Fionna was attracted to Ari. And it wasn't a faint attraction either. Oddly, he was unable to get much else from her -- even touching her mind just filled his with music and... and pain. It was as if she was using the music to keep the pain at bay. He could feel that she had once been a very sexual person, but whatever was wrong with her now, had severely damaged her sex drive. He felt her. Old, she might be, but the mare brought me into the village. The towering walls of a castle loomed over the market square. I unloaded my goods and had them quickly sold. With coins in my pocket, I had a smile on my face. An elderly crone of a woman approached me. She was bent and stooped. Warts and wrinkles marred her face. With a quaking rattle in her voice, she looked at me and said, “Young man, you’re wanted inside the castle. Princess Ella, the lady herself, wishes to speak with. Maurice's dick got hard thinking about her. He was tempted to wake his wife and ask her for sex because he was so horny. In the end, he just dreamt that it was he between Erica's thighs instead of her own husband. Maurice had not had a wet dream since his junior high school days but he had one that night.The next day started early. There was a lot of work to do. After a communal breakfast, the men got together and started organizing work crews. The women had cleaning as well as other chores..