Madison puts her arms around my neck. "I read medieval romance novels, you know, m'lord. Now that I have spent the night in your castle with no maid ...ervant, you must marry me anon."Playing along, I kneel. "M'lady, were this the 13th century, I would have already sent for the priest. But methinks your mother wouldst not approve." Nay, marry her, m'lord. Do ye know how much it costs to keep a princess in fashion now days? Not to mention the cost of college." Jan and I laugh. Madison smiles. Boston was dressed in a long dress but shallow cut and a slit up her skirt that showed that lovely leg. I thought she even looked better than in the young nude picture. Most of the shot of her young was from behind her. That sweet ass again was displayed, but little boob was exposed. The photo was sexy, though. I put the album away, and I would remember to bring my cell to take a picture of the picture. I thought of using them alone in bed.I knocked on the door to tell her I was leaving, and. She had just stepped out from behind the dressing room curtain and was talking to the salesgirl. She was more cute than beautiful, but what caught my attention were her breasts. Not that I'm a breast man, but hers sat high on her chest and jutted out with a wobble that shouted "no bra." To say I was enthralled was an understatement; I bumped into my wife and had to stammer an apology.I tried not to gawk, but I kept looking at the woman. The top she was trying on was yellow in color and, being. We found a small control room type facility at the end of the path and inside there were several screens allowing us to look outside before opening the large door Sigfried had put in place. Looking at the screens caused us not to open the door.I could see five mounted men in one of the views the cameras showed us and after a little looking around I found a way to adjust the angle and magnification of the cameras.The mounted men were all locals except one. It was evident he wasn't from this time.