Holla, Landlord! Bring forth bread and salt!"And thus, Joerg Isebrand ate bread and salt from the Count Reinhardt's hand and pledged troth to his new ...ord.The journey to Merseburg, the seat of the Count Reinhardt, was uneventful. The other armsmen treated Joerg guardedly; even the loudmouth Ottfried kept his haughtiness in check. The Count spent most of the ride talking to his other followers. They spent one more night in a tavern, but now Joerg sat at the Count's table and partook of his. "Except for this," she whispered in my ear as she ran her hands down mysatin covered body to my satin covered erect penis. "We'll have to dosomething about this. Come lie down on the bed and I'll take care ofthis. We'll never be able to fool Christie with this monster rearing itssexy head." "I get it now," I said as I walked to the bed on my high heeled mules."You two are lesbians and you can only get off with a guy if he lookslike a woman. Right?" "Pretty close, honey. But don't think about. "I could hear the anger in Mike's voice as he told me the sad story of his mother's abuse at the hands of their stepfather.Mom had a little sister just one year younger named Samantha, and their stepfather threatened Mom that if she didn't do everything he told her to do then he was going to hurt Samantha. Mom loved her little sister very much. They were very close; and since their mother was an alcoholic who didn't really pay much attention to them, they had formed an extremely close emotional. I will be sitting at the table and you will remember me as an old friend named Tim. You will not think of or remember my instructions. You will feel terrific and very relaxed, Do you understand?" Yes." By both.I counted to three. They both sat up and looked at me. I held my breath. Madame Zaza was keeping everybody's attention on the stage. I could have been on a vacant beach with these beautiful damsels. They were looking at me with wonder in their eyes. Barbara Spoke first."How are you, Tim..