If she could see herself she would blush as her fingers searched urgently for the edge of his jeans. There she felt the heat from the tip of his manho...d and her fingers curled around the shaft. In that moment she had lost herself, giving her body completely to the forbidden lust in which she found herself enraptured. Her leg curled to intertwine with his as her hips urged forwards towards his pelvis. Her hand worked the tip of his manhood urgently, the thrill of getting caught within the crowd. He walked on to where Ashar Khan sat upon a magnificent bay mare alongside what could only be his eldest son Patar on an equally magnificent grey stallion. Behind them where five large wagons three of them piled high with fodder.David stopped and bowed his head. “Horse Master, welcome,” he said giving him the respect his position deserved.Ashar Khan smiled and they both dismounted. “Colonel Sahib it is good to see you again. I have brought my most docile animals to carry out your training.. "A determined smile covered Zan's face as he bowed then also winked out. Shaking his head Derrick sighed as he let his shoulders droop a bit. ‘Now to handle the rest of this,’ he thought. Turning toward his grandmother he steeled himself up for the fight he felt he was about to have."Alright Grams we are here." Taking Shelby's hand he presented her before his Grandmother and his mother who'd just appeared. Bowing to both of them even as Shelby did also Derrick stated, "I'd like the both of you. In fact, I'll write my story too. And I'll encourage all the other people here to write their stories as well. After all, everyone has been grousing about how boring the watches are." I thought about that the next time I had a watch shift. Sergeant Staunton noticed the fact that I was a bit distracted when I showed up and asked me what the problem was. "James asked me to tell my story," I answered."You mean write it or have the AI record it?" she asked. I nodded. "I think that is a wonderful.