Where was she when she told you about the wrong train? Is she off the wrong train now?"Marie Louise sounded panicked and replied in angry voice, "How ...hould I know? I didn't ask her about any details. Why don't you ask her by yourself?"Now it was time for the truth, "Because both you and I know for sure that she took the wrong train on purpose. She might acted very stupid in this matter but she is not so insane that that it takes her almost ninety minutes in bright daylight to note that she is. I went through agonies of embarrassment until Sian took pity on me, and now we've actually got you, we boys tend to forget how much we worried and agonised about meeting girls." Yes, I suppose that if I think back, I was really worried about how I'd go about finding a boyfriend, and I'd forgotten all that since I met you. Hamish, my utter and complete darling, at least that's all over now, and we have found each other."She leant over and gave him a smackeroo of a kiss, to which he responded. She creeped across the hallway into Michaels room and closed the door behind her. He was sleeping in his king sized bed with his blanket draped across his lower body, even through the blanket she could see his morning glory. She walked over to him and perched on the edge of the bed. She slowly rubbed her hand over Michaels smooth, toned torso, and ran it down to his big, hard penis. She removed the blanket and admired his huge package. It had to be at least 8 inches, it was extremely thick and. Holding hands and walkingthrough the grounds almost seems like a perfect morning. We make it backto the tavern about 11, just in time for the gates to open. The placequickly fills up as all the visitors hit lunch early. Everyone seems tobehaving a good time, nd our cook and bartender is keeping up with demandnicely as Katie and I make the rounds through the tables. I quickly learnthat being a tavern wench is much harder than being a squire. Being onyour feet all day, moving around,.