As they emerged around a bend and the camp came into sight; Scott's chest puffed out at the view he was afforded. Gabrain and the craftsmen had been b...sy and, at least from a distance, there were no lingering signs of the devastation that had been wrought here the year before. There may have been fewer trees, but the grass had re-emerged and the blackened fields were a thing of the past. Fluttering above the camp Scott could see his own Norse-slayer banner and the Saltire and it was as if. Their lips locked in a scorching kiss, which left them both aroused and out of breath. He laid her back fully on the bed, and then parted her thighs. Victoria watched him uncap a small bottle. He dipped his finger inside the bottle. When he pulled it out, a strong spicy scent filled the air. “What is that?” she asked. “The liquid in this bottle is a potent little potion,” he mused, “The last time I went to China, I bought this…got it from a peddler in the local whore house. It’s said to. Walking over to my dad’s chair, I noticed he was wearing a pair of sweat pants but no shirt or socks. Without saying a word, I climbed on top of him and sat squarely on his lap. It wasn't all that unusual for me to do this although he sometimes teased me, groaning as if I was heavy and warning me that I wasn't such a little girl anymore. At the same time, he almost never told me to get off either.Feeling a little self-conscious, I leaned against my dad with my arm around his neck and nuzzled. He cautiously squeezed his bound wrists under his backside; it was tight, but there was enough give to allow him to get his hands behind his thighs. Despite an unfortunate attack of cramp, he managed to work his feet through and now had his hands to the front. He released the tether from his neck. One of the woman let out a large sigh, unnerving him somewhat; he stood statuesque for a moment as the woman rolled to her side and continued to dream. He carefully picked his way to the entrance and.