“Where is a poor citizen to get food and drink? Are not the knights the protectors of the citizens?”Steven realized at once that this might be a h...ated situation, and not wanting to put his masters in the midst of a fight before they even reached the battlefield, he stepped up to the man and bent near his ear.“These knights have journeyed far and have had naught but my poor cooking on the road. But they are noble and kind and would crave your company at their table, kind sir,” he spoke. Not surprising as this place is surrounded by a major truck stop just off a long-haul interstate. His pants were down below his knees as his right hand worked a really impressive and very hard dick. He was watching some tranny action and his left hand had a gold wedding band. Just the kind of open mindedness that I like in a man.After pulling my own pants down, I sat on the bench at right angles to him with my knee touching his leg. He was almost expressionless as we eyed each other’s. .." she whispered into his ear, "I could help with the son problem too." Handing him a slip of paper with her phone number, she kissed his cheek, slid her hand subtly across his crotch discovering an engorged penis, and winking, sashayed away.He called as soon as he could. The call needed privacy. She invited him to her apartment. The nudes of her hanging there didn't bother him anymore. The nudes of me did. Once no longer a baby and having gained definition, the life study modeling ended for. This is a ferris wheel ride I'm sure Trey and I will never forget. As the ride comes to an end, Trey and I decided to stay back, not letting Joanne and Jake know we were on the ride. We didn't want to embarrass them and to be honest I really didn't know what to say."Joanne has certainly become a lot more vocal since high school," Trey says. "Apparently," I smile and we head to the next ride. "You've changed a bit to," He smiles. By the end of the night we had ridden every ride in the park,.