. no spear ... lance ... whatever. This guy was slinging a two handed sword about. He had to drop the reins to handle the sword. The horse ... no long...r under control ... spotted a tender morsel off the path and made an abrupt left. Three down."I got it!" shouted Wendy.I have even money that says the dead were reported killed by, a) A dragon, b) A witch, or c) English invaders. I vote for the dragon."Where were we?" Wendy asked."Let's go to the library," I suggested.Hazebrouck didn't have much. This was her first day to regular salary and she wanted nothing to change that. I know she set a goal for getting her drivers license soon and a car after a few paychecks. Until then the bus stop each morning by 7:15 would be her gig. Unfortunately I really missed seeing her in the morning and I already hoped she woke me up the rest of the week with her. But for now, the shower, coffee and toast and my short drive in were all I could think about if I wanted to be ontime.After being out on the. Oh, not like THAT! GOD! You even blow like a sissy. Put some air into it. Blow! BLOW! No you can NOT hold them! You keep your little girly hands to yourself. All I want on my toes is moving air. Com’on, blow! That’s better. See? You really CAN behave if you try. And you know I don’t like to have to punish you. I only do it for your own good. I’d much rather pet your hair and tell you what a good little boy you are. Oh, that reminds me. I stopped on my way home from the office and bought you a. Here before me was a gorgeous, nubile teenager standing in front of me in nothing but a towel. Lexy is 5’11” and 120 pounds, long ass length black hair and the best looking 34b tits I had ever seen. Her legs were muscular, thanks to the intense exercising I put my students through, and led straight to the most perfectly formed ass I have ever laid hands on. She stopped in the middle of the room, slowly turned around and asked if I liked what she had turned into. I couldn’t speak so I just.