“Couples have their own intimate secrets, hey?”Bradley smiled. “Dawn told me that you would have preferred the two of us to use the spare bedroo...,” he said changing the subject.“Yes.”“You know that that will never happen don’t you Alan?”He nodded in silence.“You see Alan,” Bradley started to say. “Even though it’s called the marital bed in reality it is the wife’s bed. It is meant to be shared with her husband for all those private, intimate moments but when someone like me comes along then all. But first they paraded from their ‘camp’ next to us, to the arena, followed by the ‘Ladies’. Laura, Tricia and Mirella were enjoying themselves, the Knights all trying to gain their attention, each wanted to get one of the ‘Ladies’ to tie a silk to his lance, a favour to be rewarded if he won. Of course there were a lot of comments back and forth, claims of sturdy lances, and what reward a ‘Lady’ might bestow upon a winning Knight.With more than two dozen horses moving in a loose group, nobody. He turned to his daughter. ‘Go change Mira,’ he added. Mira nodded and slipped into her sleeping area where she finally released the shaky breath she had been holding since Mal had brushed by her to hand her father the parcel he was carrying. ‘Is everything alright Mira?’ a young woman asked. ‘Everything is fine Hannah, go get ready for Shabbos,’ Mira answered, quickly changing into a light blue dress and pulling a lace shawl from a trunk. She slipped the shawl over her head and walked to the. I was surprised to feelincredibly turned-on by what was happening as Sophie was helped into awhite six strap lace suspender-belt, matching bra and French knickers.He was instructed in how to put on a pair of fully fashioned black nylonstockings, and madam Helga helped him fasten them to the suspender belt.It was plain to see he was aroused by the feeling of sheer nylon on hissmooth hairless legs.Next came the uniform. Madam Helga began with his short whitepetticoats. Then she had him step into.