Anne asked, "How do we look, Stan?" Fabulous, my princesses. Fabulous." I love it when he says that!" Denise told Anne, and they both smiled warmly at...each other. They turned to go, collecting their shawls from the king-sized bed. Stan followed. He kissed them both lightly on the back of the neck, and let them precede him from the room.The hotel had a number of wonderful historic rooms, dating back to the 18th Century. Stan and his two partners had an appointment in one of them, named after a. It is no secret that when I am in my deepest stage of sleep, I snore. I wanted him to think I was in that realm, so I added a light snore to my act. As far as I had ever known, my daddy was as straight-up as they came. He was an upright citizen, pillar of the workplace and the community. Imagine then my shock and surprise. When I felt his huge and heavy hand, definitively under my skirt, his fingers genteelly caressing and fiddling with my panty-clad pussy. As happy as I was that he had taken. A mighty cheer went up amongst the men, after Stephen relayed the news, then plans were made in earnest haste to attack while their guard was down. They were nine hundred yards from them, but no other way to attack, than a full on charge from the coast, leaving them no means of retreat once they engaged. Stephen quickly added that he could ride the ridge to the other men stationed and have them attack their flanks. That would get them close to five hundred men and half on horseback. Another. Panic hit me fast. A coldsweat cloaked me. Buzz buzz. A text. Was it from him? I didn't want tolook at my phone. Again closing my eyes I reached for it, picking it upbringing it closer. I opened my eyes and read the message on the screen. 1 new message with the name Matthew Neish underneath. Jesus fucking ChristI thought to myself. What is he going to say. I slid the bar across myphone unlocking it.Will be there in 15. MWhat!!! Fear changed to confusion to pure excitement. Matthew was.