“If the dragon isn’t in her den. I am not afraid to enter the dungeon.”With that I grabbed the big covered basket and Raghild took a stack of re... garments and I followed her across the cobble stone bailey of our burg to the Great House. The Isle was called Ragnarsson’s Rock and while we simply called this compound of rock and Duro-Crete, the Burg. It was officially known as Eyrie Ragnarsson and the clan called it the Falcon’s Nest.While there were no native birds on Nilfeheim, it was important. English and History wereproject periods, and in between the students were expecting boring Mathclasses. But the teacher, Mr. Hughes, said that they had also completedall the coursework required the provincial standards. Instead of theoptional extra unit the Ministry recommended, the instructor announcedthat he wanted to try something new as well.He had heard about the movie project in the other two classes, andreally couldn't work in a way to bring math directly into theirprojects. But he had. I wanted more though, I needed more. I stood and she layed down on the bed. “You are soooo beautiful!” I said, and I meant every word. “Can I see your ass?” She giggled alittle and raised her skirt. The sight changed my life.Her perfect, firm little light brown ass drew me like a magnet. As beautiful, if not more, than any girls ass I had ever seen. My lust for cock, now challenged by my lust to fuck. I moved to the edge of the bed and sat next to her wanting to touch her perfect skin. She. I’m going to, as soon as we get there, I’m just gonna DO it!’ As we’re turning into his court he asks, ‘So uh… who are you going to prom with.’ And me – being the smooth operator that I am – went, ‘Um..oh, I don’t know… do you wanna go with me?’ Oh man, my stomach DROPPED. I was like, ‘fuck, I am just the biggest freaking loser in the ENTIRE world.’ (That was obviously in my head.) and he was all like, ‘I don’t have any money…’ I just blurted out, ‘OH I’LL PAY!…. I mean, I asked you so I.