She flipped her long red hair, and stood naked before me. Her body was perfect, and creamy white, her pussy was shaved slick and smooth like that of a...little girl. I realized how wet my pussy was as I moved closer to her. Each step I took I dropped an article of clothing until I was naked standing directly in front of her. Her hot red lips brushed across mine as my hand found her hard nipples. I gently kneaded her tits, and pulled on her nipples as my lips found the hollow of her neck. I pushed. " She's in line for the throne and the Palace doesn't know?" Sir Laurence rather incredulously asked."You'll need to read the attachments, its all in there. Their claim to the throne comes through her mother, Caitlin Winsor" A quick summary will do, " Sir Laurence gave her the 'come on' wave.DNI collected her thoughts and began,"The Nancarrows breed young – appears that their 'nannys' reject the contraception until triggered by a conception and then it kicks in hard. Can be reversed I'm told. On a hot summer'a day the scent of pine pitch and cottonwood sap would hang heavily in the air."Methow" was thought to be an Indian word for "valley of the sunflowers," but no one could say for sure. The first white men had found a small tribe of natives living at the confluence of the Methow and the larger Columbia River to be welcoming and friendly. A few years later, white man's diseases and guns had killed and scattered the Methow band. None remained to confirm the meaning of their name,. “That feels good... I’m just so hot”I continued to fan her, top to bottom. Was I reading her right? I thought I would test the situation a little.“Well, that sweater certainly isn’t helping cool you off. I personally think you would look better without it. “She didn’t blink before stripping off her sweater in one move. She tossed it on the floor and folded her arms back behind her head again. Somewhat shocked, I stopped fanning her and stepped back to take in the view. I had only seen.