' Over a decade before, when she was still just a girl starting to come into womanhood, she and her family were caught by King Moracor's men. Taken as...valuable slaves, they were caged with Princess Allestra, whose father. the King, had been killed along with the rest of her family.Sylvia and her family managed to escape. They were small, quick, but the Princess couldn't follow. Sylvia had lost so many people she loved when the King's men had first attacked their caravan. She sympathised with. ........A month or two has passed, with not much progress made on the murder ofJay Peterson, as Philly Dillion the main suspect still hadn't surfaced.Winter is slowly turning to spring. Claire had kept an eye on localnews from back home, well Matt's hometown, regarding any funeralservice. Matt and Jay had grown up in Northern Virginia, over inFairfax County, just outside DC. However, then she was struck with aproblem: Should she go to that? After all, she had no true connectionto Jay, but Matt. I remembered him as being one of the few that didn’t use the whip on me after he’s spent the night in my bed. For the moment, I forgot my own sore body and concentrated on helping Senior Sister Bridget. My hands shook when Bridget returned with a curved needle and fine thread, but they steadied when she inserted the needle and started pushing it through his flesh. I felt him wince but he didn’t cry out. Perhaps recalling my needlework days of long ago, when Bridget started on the second stitch,. Not wanting to be discovered peeking but having a bite of conscience about leaving them to the principal's wrath decided to go warn them as best he could. He opened the door and the smell of sex hit him full in the face making his dick twitch harder in his pants. Taking a deep breath he came forward and presented himself."WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???" Sarah shouted, trying her best to cover herself, since Brian was facing away with his ass in Jeremy's face. He whipped around fast enough.