Every moment brought me closer and closer to it. Zanyia kept pace beneath me, racing with such nimble grace.Her armor gave her endurance.She veered of... from me about where we reached the spot where the horse began its gallop. She didn't follow the steed at all, instead racing in an oblique angle from the path, cutting across the fields. I frowned, my gaze darting ahead of her and...“Clever,” I muttered. Sven leaped off the horse after probably driving it into a gallop. He used his invisibility. Little did I know I was in for a bit of a shock...I was running a little late and had txt to let her know I would be a little late so we agreed to meet somewhere else so taht she could have a seat instead of standing about waiting. I got to the new location and looked around for someone fitting the decription (5'1", 36d bust, size 12, fairly long brown hair, blue eyes) however as I scanned the room I saw my Aunt sitting looking nervous on her own. It was then that it clicked that I had been. Instead of facing the balding, overweight, and crabby tenant who had rented before, I was being treated to the strikingly long, lean body of the new guy. I had to restrain a lovesick sigh when I saw him bend over in his tight briefs to pick up something from the floor. ‘Yowza,’ I smirked, leaning up and cocking my head a little to get a better look. But before I could thoroughly inspect his assets, he rose with what looked like a scarf wrapped around his hand. For a long while, I watched him. 1. Friday watching TV was my regular start to a weekend, Let's be honest I am 15 and don't have a life yet plus I hate my life. Chris was wearing one of her slut outfits, she favors skin tight jeans and a halter in the summer and tight clothes all winter. As it is summer, sis was wearing skin tight red short shorts and her usual weekend halter bikini top, two small red triangles of cloth and some spaghetti straps. In this area this was just your regular summer slut wear.I watched Chris stand.