It was an easy trade.To win such a privilege, though, she must win a fighting tournament and beat out the other three girls the Queen had chosen to ba...tle for the spot. It was a celebrated ritual, a trial every girl who had just turned eighteen, as Namini and her opponent had, wished they could be chosen for. Now all the Queen's court and much of the Royal staff surrounded the ten foot square hard sand pit in the middle of the palace courtyard. The Queen lounged, eating grapes quietly and. He continued to talk boldly. ‘I’ve never seen you around before and I’m here often.’ Linda smiled and said, ‘This is our first time coming here, we thought it would be fun to catch up at a bar.’ He nodded at Linda and smiled politely and turned towards Alix. Alix did not miss his gesture of ignorance towards her sister and felt instant dislike for the man. ‘So, I’m Christan. What’s…’ Christan never got to finish. Alix turned her charm towards him, stopping him mid-sentence. Her gaze held. She turned round and her tight arse was just a couple of feet away, her shorts pushing into her crack as she continued her breathing exercises, my cock was responding and a clear bulge was now visible in my shorts. She bent down to touch her toes and OMG her rounded little arse stared me in the face, between her legs I could see her puffy pussy and slit winking at me and my cock grew very quickly especially as she held that position for far too long and as the fabric of the shorts was stretched. (short for Jennifer Jasmine) as a short, dumpy 11-year-old with big glasses, but in the intervening years she’d changed considerably. She was tall and willowy, with medium-length black hair and striking blue eyes (contacts, no glasses).The restaurant didn’t have a table big enough for the whole party, so the four girls ended up at a separate table together. Initially they were joined by J.J.’s younger brother, a sullen 14-year-old who didn’t say much. In any case the conversation was dominated.