"It's me". Called back Sara through the door, "Can I come in?" Just a minute." He called back, hopping out of bed and quickly throwing on some shorts ...rom his drawer. He walked over and opened the door, Sara standing there looking upset. She followed him into his room, shutting the door behind them as she entered. Mark walked back over to his dresser before turning around to see her still standing by the closed door."Mark... ?" She started, "Are you..."She broke her gaze him him and looked down. A look of shock came across Amy’s face as her left hand moved over and touched my thick white cum. She rubbed it between her fingertips as she looked directly into my eyes. She had a scared look in her eyes like she felt we pushed this sexual teasing game too far. My cum hitting Amy brought her back to reality as she quickly left the room and went into the bathroom.I waited for a few minutes, cleaned myself up as my heart was still pounding. I couldn’t get the sight of Amy masturbating in front. This time, he insisted on meeting theyoung lad who obviously was dressing as a woman.Riding from the castle, as the pair came into view, the Constablereigned in his mount. "While I be...Aislin's a spitting image of..."Suddenly the old man started to laugh. "That old fox. Seems I owe you anapology Sir Nevan. Her father has outsmarted us again, even from thegrave." I don't understand?" Doesn't matter, just confirms what I heard but didn't think was true;should have known better." The older man. S.: To get a more immersive experience when writing, I like to listen to themed music, which I highly reccomend you do as well- for this story I listened mainly to a compilation of Ennio Morricone's theme music, a live album of the Spaghetti Western Orchestra, and my own playlist of Western cinema scores, all of which can be found online. It really helps me get in the mood, so do give it a go!)(Author's P.P.S: The more astute readers may notice that the story is filled with a large number of.