She slidin beside him and I on the other side of the table.As we drank our cocktails and made small talk my wive's hands slowlyworked there way under ...he table to his leg and other regions.It wasn't long before he did the same and surely to hisdelight did he find what was amiss to her atire. With a prearrangednod from my wife I suggested we continue the evening upstairsin our room. His approval was self evident as he hastilycalled for the tab. On the elevator ride up my wife was kindenough to. . one I seek... coming for... you."He then took a single step towards me, and I felt something on my shoulder. I quickly came awake, my hand instinctively grabbing for the sword at my side.I saw a servant standing beside me, stepping away from me in terror. It took me a second to realize that he had been the one who had put his hand on my shoulder."I'm terribly sorry to disturb you, sir," the servant of the castle said to me, though his eyes were nervously staring at the sword I held in my. Suddenly curious as to his actions in the back seat of the cab, I lifted her skirt and saw she was not wearing any knickers, he must have ripped them off in the cab, the dirty fucker was prepping her, and feeling between her legs it appeared she had been responding, as she was wet.Now I was curious, unfloding before me was a sex senario, a drunk girl and a dirty daddy figure and sad for Pia, I was getting-off on it, I would let him have access to her for the sole purpose of watching my own. .I had grown to the point where I had become completley obsessed with Tristan, I could not stop thinking about him. I saw his face everywhere I went. I gathered every piucture of him I could find. And, I'm not proud of this..but I began to steal his things....it started off as pencils and pens, I'd taste them to see what his hands tasted like. Then it got bigger, until, I stole his underwear. It was a lucky break really. He had gone swimming and I snuk into the changing rooms, I knew what his.