In order to gain entrance, I must find a female who would regard me with true love or I would remain Alfonse D'Paris living in AD 833 for the remainde... of my Earthly days.Thus far, I had blended into the background in Medieval France, but I was headed to the seat of power in the City of Lyon to stir up some opportunities to rise above my commoner status. I tried to make my appearance as agreeable as possible and walked briskly up the unpaved street to the Castle wall.Right at the entrance to. . Aunt Sharon made a point of telling me what everythingwas called and the materials they were made of telling me that thesethings every girl knew by my age. Finally she tucked me in and gave my akiss on the forehead."You were always such a disappointment to your father being so small andscrawny and such a klutz at sports," she smiled down at me. "Hopefully Ican at least turn you into a girl your mother would have been proud tohave as a daughter."With that she turned and left, turning the. She came close up to me this time pushing her boobs against my chest as her hand wandered down to briefly grasp my almost erect cock. “ First, we have to go to the river and then who knows what will happen” We ventured out into the rain, it was not too hard but it was cold rain and by the time we got to the river we were wet all over and stepping into the river, it felt warm by comparison with the cold rain. We lay down in the shallow river and washed ourselves clean before returning to the. “Because it feels fucking great. It makes me super fucking horny and when I get home I will cum so hard I may lose consciousness.” I was expecting her to say, “gross,” or, “get away from me you fucking pervert,” or even slap me. About fifteen seconds went by, she stepped so close to me I could smell her. It was an overpowering scent of sex and sweat. She looked me straight in the eyes with her baby blues and said in a breathy whisper, “Can I tell you a secret?” I nodded, my head barely.