Enjoying my usual Cappuccino; I spot Tyrese walking toward me. She is wearing a very short skirt and a bulky sweater. Even with the sweater Tyrese's b...easts are evident. A memory rushes into my mind.Again we talk to satisfy anyone within hearing distance."Hello, Miss Raven. I am enjoying my small vice. Would you like a drink?" Thank you, Mr. Parsons. Maybe I will try what you are enjoying."Tyrese sits down. Her skirt is so short I can nearly see my heaven between her legs, her luv lips are. I slide my hands back up my legs and up to my already moist kitten. I slip one finger across my lower lips and into my wet spot. Letting you see every move I make. I spread my legs a little further so that you may now get a better view. As I begin to push another finger into my self. Starting to enjoy the feeling I am getting from my fingers playing inside of my now very wet pussy. My head begins to go backwards as I start to moan softly. I can feel your hand start to move up my leg. .." you squinch your face in curiosity and a little bit of playful distrust as I hand you a set of heavy, thick sunglasses, the kind that wrap around and cover your eyes from all angles. "Put these on and pretend you can't see. You have to be good at pretending or you don't get your present."You put on the sunglasses and of course you can still see perfectly. "Wait here, I'll come around and get you." I walk around the car, fiddling with something that turns out to be a collapsible white cane. Still, the fact that the prince was young had its drawbacks too – he’d want to bed often, especially since he would require a heir and a spare (as the saying went.). Well, he could have her body but never her heart. No, her heart was flying somewhere free in a clearing with a brown haired peasant lad… if only her body didn’t ache so to be there as well. ******************************** Upon their arrival their was much bustle in the courtyard, and the King and Queen themselves came out to greet.