”“Is that so?” Jean asked, mostly to himself. “I didn’t realize Guillaume had a daughter that old.”After ensuring his horses and gear were...secured, Jean shook off as much road dirt as he could then entered the main hall. The rectangular room was arranged with two long tables running from the entrance to the far end and a third table, placed across the gap between the other two, on a slightly raised dais. Torches hung on the walls, casting flickering light into the rather gloomy chamber. An. "Is that why I wasted my time getting all sexed up in my bikini and you didn't even hit on me?" she asked with a grin.I told her it mostly was from lack of courage on my part.She had a mischievous grin when she asked, "You mean The Slayer was afraid of a tiny girl like me?"I told her between her beauty and her mother's glares, I was pretty well terrified."So you have no plans to ask me out?" she asked, to which I replied I had thought about it (constantly), but decided against it.She looked. "Is that what you call rape!??" Leslie screamed, attacking the evil boy from behind. "Get away, Leslie!!" Alex ordered. "I don't want him to get you!!" "Me!?? It's YOU he's after!!" "ME!!??" Alex shot his feet into the belly of the greatest creep he'd ever met, and threw all his muscles into casting him up. He still held on. But that was alright. For Alex ripped his hand free from that of the perv, and used it to help him the twist the guy around. WHAMPF!! He landed dead center on the guy's. " I said. With that I quickly turned red and walked shamely back to my room. I sat on my bed thinking of how horrible of a father I was for being a peeping tom to my own daughter. About an hour or so later, Angela knocked on my door. "come in" I said. She walked in in her pajamas and told me Stacy had to run home because her dad just got back from his tour in Iraq. I asked Stacy, "Did any of it have to do with me seeing you two?" Stacy Replied, "No not really, she actually was turned on by it.".