She cut an imposing figure, dressed very much to my own tastes in a high-necked blouse with leg-of-mutton sleeves and a long straight skirt that clung...closely to her hips and thighs. About her neck she wore a thin gold chain from which hung, like a medallion, a heavy piece of gold in the shape of some Chinese character or other. Her height was evidently contributed to by the heels on the boots that could just be seen beneath the hem of her skirt. The trimness of her figure owed something, I was. She was bubbling, so cute I couldn't stand it.We got to the room and I ordered a bottle of wine. We drank a little then I approached her sitting in a chair leaning over her and kissing her lips. We kissed softly then I cupped her tit. She arched her back and I could feel her hard nipple through her dress. I took her nipple between my finger and thumb rolling it. She sighed as I kissed her ear then her neck. I lingered her young soft skin smelled so good. I stood up and straddled her on the. Something I can't give you any more, in other words," she said.I didn't reply."Well, then, go. I understand the need. I do. And," she began, and then paused, "I'm glad it's not with another woman. I was sure it was! I was sure it was with some other woman who's prettier, and healthier, than me! I could understand that. I really could. But---I'm glad it's not with another woman. That's easier for me to accept. It's not the same with another man. This other guy doesn't threaten me, as another. Her body wound around his, and he heard her moan softly. ‘Ahem.’ She stiffened, and pulled her mouth away from his to look over her shoulder. By the cell entrance stood the Captain, sheepishly looking away. Alania blushed scarlet. She jumped off Julian’s lap. ‘I’ll come back and see you tomorrow,’ she said, all in a rush. Leaving her basket she fled past the Captain, not meeting his eyes. Julian looked up at the Captain. ‘My apologies, Sir Knight, for interrupting you and your Lady. I thought.