When I turned around and saw her stretching out across the table with her robe riding high up on her ass I decided right then to take a bold step and ...ee what happened. I put that juice down on the counter and pushed my boxers down and stepped out of them as I stepped up behind her lifting her robe and ran my hand down between her legs. She let out a yelp of surprise and looked around at me as she tried to raise up off the table. I put my hand in the middle of her back and gently held her down. Acting on behalf of landowners is not a duty that many soldiers enjoy, as the vast majority of the rank and file of the regiment were countrymen themselves, and were in sympathy with the locals, who were being dispossessed of their common rights. However a soldier has to do his duty, and we did what we had to do, albeit unwillingly.As for the behaviour of the local magistrates; a rhyme of the time puts it better than I could.They hang the man, and flog the woman,that steals the goose from off. ”“You might, but the logic is fairly sound.”“You realise that your mother will get disturbed if you talk like this in front of her?”“Yes, so I tend to skip a lot, sing and float,” she giggled.“You aren’t fooling her.”“No, but it makes her happy.”“Anything you picked up from the Seers that might help us as I’m struggling with my magic here?” I asked, giving up trying to understand her speech pattern changes as Arwen was simply Arwen.“There’s a large tower almost a hundred miles that way,” she. She was nearly bent in half with the exaggerated curve of her back, staring rapturously into Brock’s eyes as he made a mess of her cunt. And though Brock gazed reverently back at his queen, I couldn’t help but notice the looks he stole across the room. There, Elena Straltaira and her little beasties were feasting upon the vampiric Prestira. Elena conducted the sensual frenzy, but her attention was periodically diverted across the room to watch Mom and Brock. Was there a look of curiosity on her.