Kristina stepped out of the darkness. Her flesh had been bathed and oiled; her hair was pinned up and dressed with white blossoms. All eyes followed h...r as she went up to the priest of Vid – the procurator’s bucellarius, who had spoken for her that morning – and waited.The priest raised his sword to the night sky and at this signal the congregants drew up before him in two lines. Men and women stood on either side. Each held a length of green wood or a bundle of birch, rose-thorn or nettles. * * * In the late afternoon after Lord Brion had washed, dressed his wound properly and changed his garments he walked down to the garden where he had first seen Eryca. He leaned on the rock and watched the sky as the sun set and night began to fall. Off to his right he saw a muted flash of light and there she was looking resplendent in a flowing gown of white and gold her feet were bare and a thin golden cord tried in vain to contain her red curls. ‘Good evening Brion, I thought I would find. "Come on Bro show me your cock"I nearly choked on my drink. "Come on Bro show me" she said as she started hitching up her dress, I presumed, that i was about to get an eyefull of pussy."Mum can hear you" I whispered, but Mum heard that too."Dont mind me" she said "I will close my eyes, now be a good brother and show her your cock, amd lets make this day memorable for her"I pulled my shorts down, for her to look at my cock, it was semi hard.She pulled off her panties, lifted her dress, and. She may say some things that will shock you, and some things that may upset you. Just keep calm.”“What are you trying to tell me?” I asked.“Nothing. Bethany will tell you. Just hold it together for her.”I HAD been confident that I was ready for the talk with Bethany, but now I wasn’t so sure. Kathy was warning me about some big revelation - one that had the potential to upset me. I had a pretty good idea what that might be, and if I was right about what it was, it wouldn’t bother me. What would.