..What I wish happened.After a few drinks and a perfect evening on the beach, Martyn and I go back up to our hotel room. He sits on his side of the do...ble bed I'd soon be sharing with him. My friend strips to his boxers and lays down on top of the covers. Right then my cock hardens and the head of my penis slides between my underwear and skin. He notices me staring at his bulge; hints of a thick, soft dick and big balls under those tight boxer-briefs."What!?" He says, sounding half annoyed and. I was half expecting to be made to get onmy knees and perform sex acts, but instead I was ordered to get dressed.After so long without clothes I eagerly dressed myself. There was a bra,which took a lot of fiddling with to put on, and the clothes that I hadbeen ordered to wear. I was allowed to look in the mirror, and saw agood-looking girl in a yellow dress, a thin, delicate silver bracelet onone wrist and a silver ring with a Celtic motif on the other. There wasa necklace too, a silver Celtic. In the same setting, this time Sasha was facing the camera. She wasn't smiling, but instead held an intense stare with some piercing blue eyes that invited me to join her in this serene environment. At a guess, she looked like she would be in her late thirties, and after recalling her Wiki username, I realised 1974 must be her birth year. Barely a wrinkle on her face, this was a woman who took care of her complexion.Medium breasts with nipples that pointed directly towards the camera, a belly. The coach stopped outside a local inn, The Golden Sun. Le Comte halted a few steps away from the coach and saw a young man get out of the coach first. The man was dressed in priest’s clothes and le Comte was in the middle of surveying this stranger when he saw a beautiful young girl step out of the coach. She was as beautiful as the dawn. Le Comte had never seen such beauty. He was transfixed by her and was intent on speaking to her, so he walked his horse towards them. The man saw the Comte.