Pa was right agitated! The father of the boy I had killed was head of some secret organization in town, and Pa was worried that they would take reveng... on me. Now, I was 15 years old, and certainly old enough not to get into scrapes like this, but it was too late to worry about that, now.Pa said that I had to run away to keep from being murdered. We planned on this for about two hours and decided that the best solution was for me to go West. Pa outfitted me with a horse to ride and a pack. We had the corner house to ourselves. A normal 1 BHK setting. Now let me talk about the Lady of the story. She lived in the rooms opposite to us. The arrangement was such that her Hall room was visible from my Kitchen window (this is a vital piece of info). About her, she was 30+ years of age. And she lived there with her husband and another lady. To be honest, the whole situation is still confusing. Apparently she was a mistress or I don’t know what to him. He never cared about his wife. All. Hopefully, when your eyes are closed, when I “caress your cheeks with my thumbs as I gently hold your face…”, it is as meaningful to you as if I were there with you in reality. Perhaps its even more meaningful as the kiss is, “so soft, so light, so delicate and so intimate” within your mind. It certainly is all that and more in my mind as I recall how you were “nipping and tugging on your (my) lower lip”, and because our eyes were closed, our tongues were "dueling across the threshold of our. "You're coming with us!" Oh? And how exactly do you plan on making us?" Alexis asked confidently."Because if you don't, we'll run our swords through you!" Now how on Earth do you plan on doing that when they're floating in the river?" Alexis asked. She then flicked her wrist, causing the guards' swords to fly out of their hands, and off the bridge, into the waters of the River Arno. The crowd was shocked."Witchcraft!" Shouted one person."She is the devil!" Shouted another."Honestly, you people.