The Celts had learnt nothing from their comprehensive drubbing at the hands of the Roman war machine. They were still intent on a headlong rush in the...hope that the pressure of numbers would break the Romans – it had never worked before, but maybe this time it would, that was the thinking. I have a feeling pigs think the same ‘running around squealing hasn’t stopped my brothers and sisters having their throats cut, but I’ll try it anyway’.Perhaps, I thought, I should write a book about the art. ”There was a lingering reluctance in his eyes. She could see he was still uncomfortable with the concept of magic, fearing to accept it.“Besides,” she added, “they have gone now, and will not be back. The men who escaped with you are also safe, hidden in one of the villages at the edge of the marsh. I will take you to them when the time is right.”She could see him thinking; considering.“Very well,” he said, finally.“You are looking stronger,” she said. “Today, we will test your strength, and. We were getting ready for bed and just lounging around so Donna wore a niteshirt or just a long T-shirt. As I was pouring my drink, Donna was in the refrigerator looking in the bottom shelf and that niteshirt displayed her ass and pussy. Donna reached up and put 2 fingers in her honey hole and wiggled it around. She stood up with a half of a cantaloupe. She stuck her fingers under my nose and asked " how does that smell?" I replied "good enough to eat" and then licked her fingers. Donna then. Bending a bit from shame. I still can't get over the body that I see with my lowered eyes. The breasts so round and firm, the hips plump, even the feet are wrong, not stupidly long and narrow. I've never liked the way my feet look. I feel like my head has been lopped off and glued onto the neck of some hot young thing, as perfect as the teens I so vainly admire on the web. Except, I've got the perfect teen's head and face now too.Adel sets the little black cosmetics case she's carrying on the.