She looked at him. "Changes I wanted ... changes I like." We can't carry on like that here, on shore," he said firmly.She dimpled. "We're not on shore...yet." You're kidding," he said."I don't think I'm ever going to kid you about that," she said. She untied her blouse and let it gape open, showing her teen titties to him."Not here!" he gasped, looking around quickly.She laughed and, holding her blouse together, ran for the ladder to the bridge. Looking over her shoulder she called "Come. This was a show for that girl, not for her. She knew a future with him would never be a future for her. She broke away and ran to her room. the next day the Prince left, and took the servant girl with him. She was devastated, and she begged the gods to not break her heart again. The next summer no Prince came. She was afraid she was growing too old. But that fall, as the leaves were falling and the birds flocked south she sat by the gazing pool and stared. She started to cry and one by one her. We repeated that scenario a couple of times it worked so well. It took us about a month in between to recuperate though. This was the next one she wore.Other outfits were just too hot for public consumption so she just wore them for me like this VERY short black sweatshirt dress and crotchless panties.This was one of her favorite dresses, she actually wore this to church one Sunday...stockings included!Laudy laudy she was lovely, and that WAS a fabulous fuck that Sunday afternoon!When I got. “Then I’m afraid I must hold you as the Empress will move heaven and earth to protect a Cure,” she replied, confirming my suspicion.“If you think that will bring the Empress to you, think again.”“It is not to bring the Empress to me, but to cause her to speak, agree terms and allow me to explain my actions and gain her aid in return for the information I have.”“And what of the people here?”“I have no wish to harm them.”“But you will if necessary, is that it?”“No, I have all communications.