” I wanted to say yes. “I am here to kill her. It is my Quest.”Anger flared through Sophia. “You’re not a knight anymore, my Queen. Your ord...r stripped you from their ranks for doing what was right. They sent you on this mission, gave you no support, and then spit upon your methods. They sent your own brothers and sisters knights to arrest you. You don’t have to do this. You do not have to finish your Quest for them, my Queen.”“I am a knight!” The words burst from my throat. “Whether my order. I drain the tub and blow out the candles, then I wrap myself in a fluffy towel and head down the hall to my room.Perching on my bed, I drop the towel, luxuriating in the feeling of the cool air on my heated skin. I smooth body butter into my arms and massage a little onto my breasts. I lie back and stretch my toes up towards the ceiling as I knead the rich moisturizer into my legs.When I sit back up, I untie my long dark hair and brush it until it tumbles in soft glossy waves over my shoulders. Vulva, labia, clitoris mere islands of saturated flesh amongst the marshland of my cunt.Haltingly Beth and Betty continue their steady progression unconcerned for either my liquid state or my Pavlovian responses until eventually, with me reduced to sopping, trembling flesh, they once more reach the pillars and lintel of their front door.I'm ashamed to admit this but no sooner do they depart my field of vision than I fling my scope aside, stuff both hands into my drenched panties, and. I think this was the first real time I looked at her. This girl was hot! She swept her back length hair out of her perfect face, revealing a smile that would make Halle Berry jealous. She had the body of a goddess. Her breasts reminded me of hills that I once saw in a painting, leading down to a nice slender torso. Her behind was that of a model’s, round and perfect. If I didn’t contain myself I would’ve dropped down to my knees and praised its regal beauty. Even though the drive to the theatre.