The Lord Balancing the Scales knew this was likely to be a long trial. The confinement would be a challenge for any lover.”“I’m afraid it’s mo...e than that,” I said. “I am doubting myself. I find it hard to see worth as a lover.”“Oh, Ashley! Oak Leaf will embrace you and bring healing when this is done.”“I wonder whether I can find healing at Oak Leaf.” As doubt had grown, my confidence as a noble decreased. I feared I would see shadows of Stone and Lucinda every time I contemplated accepting. It didn't occur to me until later to wonder how he came to know the best way to suck off a horse.At first the horse seemed almost as nervous as I am. His mood seemed to change when he smelled me. I'm dripping cum from my ass and pussy. I have it in my hair, on my face, and my tits were coated with a lot of it, too.I stood beside the large beast's head and gently patted and then rubbed his neck. He turned his head and I let him sniff me. His nostrils flared and he snorted, his nose just inches. They ate by candlelight. He watched her suck down what he thought was raw beef liver, though she wouldn’t tell him where she got it. They toasted with something of her choosing. He was afraid to ask what it was, deciding it was best if he didn’t. Sometimes in the evenings she’d go to Sangre Maria’s. He didn’t know if she was having her social intercourses but suspected as much. He decided if she was going to do it he didn’t want to know. Even so, his natural human jealousy and curiosity was. "When I got home, those weirdoes were knocking on your door again." My head snapped in the direction of Janet more sharply than I had intended. "At my door again? What weirdoes would that be Janet?" This was a secure building requiring a key or a "buzz up" from a resident. No one should be able to just arrive at your door. I was hoping Janet was about to tell me a story about a strange salesman. Betty, as an adult, more clearly registered my discomfort and was watching me carefully."Oh, right,.