This weekend I brought a night light that strapped on my head for night reading. The first night, after grandpa went to bed and I heard him snoring, I...crept into his room. He was sleeping under the sheet on his back. It was dark but I had my head light. My head light was working just fine as I could see everything and yet it was still dark in the room. I called his name and he did not answer, so I walked over to his bed and slowly pulled the sheet down from his stomach to his knees. And there. But she didn't begrudge it, he had a kindly, funny face-- a big nose, a wide smile, black-framed glasses like you saw on so many college kids these days. Really kind of cute, not that she had ever thought that way about-- what was he? Black? Middle eastern? Polynesian? Hawaiian baby... ?"... all tried it at some point," he was saying, and she tried to focus on him, realizing she'd been drifting. "I'm pretty sure one won't do you any harm. They say it's a psychedelic and even an--" he lowered. Smiling at the tall teenager, she unbuttoned her blouse for the second time in an hour. Abby pulled off the shirt, throwing it playfully at Jeremy. She kept her sash on. Abby's hands cupped her heavy breasts; her fingers again pulled on her long pink nipples."So Jeremy, do you like my tits? Do you like watching me pull on my nipples? See how they look like fat pencil erasers?" Squeezing her nipples tight, Abby held them up for the teenager. "Would you like to give them a good suck for. " Brave man! Now hurry!"With his half score of soldiers, Pelle hurried westward aiming to circle the abbey compound and cut off any escape towards Lemdalen. The count in the meantime moved forward at a brisk trot heading for the main gate of the abbey. Shouts and cries could be heard from the abbey, and then a score and a half of riders broke from the gate to oppose the approaching soldiers.Still hurrying to reach his position, Pelle could see how the count's captain came to his lord's help,.