That freedom he so wanted cost him his girlfriend. He was coming back now, took the fall quarter off. The school psychiatrist strongly urged it.He was...seventeen when he left. He had taken the leap I couldn’t. He skipped the grade. He was always eager to test the limits. Now those limits were testing him.I laid in bed thinking about him, trying to fall asleep. He was so happy when he left. I loved being around him, I think at times that I might have liked him too much. He had looked scrawny. But I didn't know our owners name either.The Irish Wolfhound was clearly enjoying the attention. I sat down, leaned against the bars as well and continued to pet him. Now, both of us sitting, he was taller than me, sniffed at my face. I felt the cold bars against my body, his warm body on the other side. It was oddly comforting and I snuggled against him, continued to run my fingers through his fur.Before I knew it I started to talk. I told the dogs about my life, my parents and my little. We ... we weren’t expecting you. Please, proceed on.” He moved back, motioning his guards to let us pass.Fasendil got back into the carriage and we proceeded into the city. The Thalmor guard followed us in. Once we were through the gate, Irileth looked at the Thalmor and said, “I need a space for my soldiers to camp inside your walls.” She glanced around. “Is that spot over there available?” She pointed to a spot just outside the inner keep walls, across from the entrance.“Yes, I suppose. Look,. Light brown hair with blond highlights, skin lightly tanned with a dusting of freckles over her nose, not teenage acne, a slim neck, tiny waist and muscular long legs. Her tits were maybe B-cup but fit perfectly on her frame. She stood maybe 5’ 4” and would be a bit shorter than Cheryl when she’d finished growing. She was no more than 110 pounds. From the front I couldn’t see her butt but I remembered that gorgeous ass in a bikini from last year at the Holiday Inn pool. That mind picture.