Why are you saying sorry? he asks. Because i touched myself over you I reply. scar thats a good thing, a women has certain needs and those needs nee... to be satisfied, Im saying fuck because its turning me on that you touch yourself over me he informed me. I smile and pull him toward me, his eyes fall to my lips. My heart starts to beat faster and I look down at his lips. he moves closer slowly giving me time to back out but I didnt instead I move toward him, finally are lips meet. I gasp, the. As the music began again, she was whisked onto the dance floor by a handsome young officer of the King's Militia. He in turn gave way to a young merchant and he to two sons of a neighboring landowner. All were charming and gallant and the young girl felt almost light headed from the joy of this wondrous night.The food was delicious, the wine divine.As the evening wore on, even the Baron danced with her, every bit as elegant and graceful on the dance floor as his son."I think I shall never again. He welcomed us warmly and took us to a change room where we could take off our clothes. He seemed he had memorized the words he said, I realized then he wasnt Turkish. I tried to ask the price a few times without knowing what the service was like but my friend closed the case by saying “on me buddy”. A young asian woman took us to the massage room with a towel around the waist and we lied on our chest on a high bed side by side. The girl said I could watch my friend get a massage or wait. This is where I belong.“Now, let’s go get you set up.” she gave me a wolfish smile.“First order of business is your battalion.” Greia’s voiced smacked me out from my reverie of the beautiful valley grounds.“Battalion huh? You mentioned that earlier, just what is it exactly?” I asked.“Hmm, in short, a battalion is your lifeline here in the valley, you will do everything and anything together.”“Will they shower with me?”“W-What?!” her sceam caught the attention of multiple people nearby with.