But I couldn’t ask her the reason, after some days I and my family went to attend a wedding. She was also there with her family. I saw her alone sta...ding at a place. There was nobody around her. I went to her, wished her greetings. She smiled at me. She was wearing a beautiful lehnga and looking like a bride ready to get laid. Her choli was so tight that her boobs were ready to get out of the choli. She was looking like doll. I wanted to fuck her.I asked her “why were u crying that day?” She. I found those brief sessions very educational and humbling. As ancient and frail as Ghordun of Yalme was, with sword and dagger in hand, he was a force of nature. Sometimes his movements seemed to throw an extra spin or weave or hitch into what I saw as an otherwise elegant form, but I was too busy learning to worry about it. Time enough for questions later.Eliun the elder's impact on me was more subtle. I absorbed what he knew and pondered what he thought and believed. The pace with which I. I amazed myself but let him continue his exploration, part of me was amused at his cheek!So, slowly and gently (probably so as to not wake me! Ha Ha!) his hand went between the opening of my dressing gown. Full marks for his patience as he let it lay there quite a while. Then, the bold move, with a yawn and a crafty stretch he put his palm right over my breast! I looked down at him through my almost closed lids and saw an unmistakeable erection! Not surprising! His hand rested there a while –. Not, of course that the present Duke considered these people barbarians. Heavens no! He had the advantage of a classical education, whereas his forebear had been little more than an elevated peasant who just happened to do the reigning monarch an enormous favour, basically keeping him alive, which didn’t exactly make him popular with everyone. Well, almost nobody in fact. No, the Duke appreciated that these countries were the cradles of the civilisation that he himself endeavoured to uphold. On.