Before the babe had finished her dinner, the horn blew for the first shift of the castle's dinner. "Follow me," he said. He led the woman into the inn...r courtyard, and from there into the great hall. He sat her between him and his father, to his right. His stepmother was to his father's right, just above him at the table. Since there were more men than women among the castle's commoners (although the ratio was more even than among the gentry) his stepmother could, by right, have been seated. This parrying continued for almost ten minutes. It was she who broke the kiss, pretending to gasp for air, actually trying to make a decision she failed to realize was already made. Relentlessly, his tongue probed the inner recesses of her open neckline. He could feel her pulse racing, as he tenderly kissed along and down her neck."His hands - where are his hands? The octopus," she thought, emerging from her sensual haziness. "God help me, my dress is wide open. Aahhh, I did it myself - what a. No one knows about this, well, except for you now." "Fine, I'll go to your superiors and tell them. And judging by those family pictures over there, I'm sure your wife would love to hear about this as well." "I highly doubt the people who run this company will believe you since your mom will just say whatever I want her to say. And she's really in no position to say otherwise to our private little meetings. She doesn't want to either. Let's just say we have an agreement about this. You'll just. We weren’t exactly open books, but I knew enough about him to figure out that he was indeed rare, not only physically but mentally as well: for a 21 year old he was wise beyond his years. I remember looking back that once he tried to kiss me, but I turned him down. I still felt I didn’t know him enough, and because I liked him so much, I wanted us to work. The problem is he didn’t understand the reason why I turned him down. Probably because I didn’t explain it to him, not knowing how to… At.