A year earlier, she had worn homespun dresses that itched and abraded her skin. Now she wore a gray dress of fine silk and a pair of the most comforta...le shoes she had ever felt.Her blonde hair hung past her shoulders and shone in the sunlight through the castle window where it had been a greasy and lank brown – by necessity – while she lived in the Burbridge manor. She couldn’t afford to have anyone recognize her so she adopted the dress of the many servants who worked for the Burbridges.. I was older by two years, but still in my mid teens, my interest in men's cocks stretching back further to the night I caught him jacking off, in the bed next to mine.Even then he was a big boy, in fact my mother used to call him that, 'My Big Boy', little did either I, my dad, or him for that matter, know what she really meant, I mean a boy with an eight inch cock, would make any mother proud.I lay in the darkness of our bedroom pretending to sleep. It was a hot Summer that year, and at 03:00. Donna said “You two don’t have to rush off do you?” as she sat on the bed. They looked at each other and said “No” as they sat either side of her. They were both wearing shirts and pants and looked around 25ish.They sat next to her and was making small talk when Donna put her arm around the guy to her left, he looked surprised as she pulled him closer to her, then she leaned in and kissed him, once and as they pulled apart he looked at her and then they started kissing more passionately as his. As we walked Eva put her arms round me and I put an arm round her, gently pulling up the side of her dress. I couldn’t see how much of her I was revealing but her dress was short and Eva never complained or tried to pull it back down.There aren’t may ATMs in the town and we had to walk around a bit to find one that didn’t charge an arm and a leg to use it, and after I’d go the cash I decided to treat Eva to a meal in a pub. I picked one that has tables outside on the street and Eva sat at one.