I don't want anyone stealing stuff in my house."Once you entered the house, it looks quite normal. You have the kitchen, living room, bathroom and the...two bedrooms. What you didn't know was that there was a trap door underneath the rocking chair that accessed the basement. Although if you walked over it, you wouldn't hear the echo of an empty room but instead the sound of someone walking on hardwood floor. There was no handle for this secret access point but instead a key that hooked in between. He also spurred his exhausted horse to a gallop. This lasted until the horse stumbled. This was Ed’s plan to throw off his pursuit. Once he knew that his horse was no longer of use, he stopped.Dismounting, he climbed a small hillock and looked at his backtrail. In the distance, he could see a campfire. It seemed to be past where he had changed direction. He concluded that this was the group that had been dogging his trail all day. Ed came back to his horse and took off the saddle. He hobbled. Using the wall of the cavern for support, she finally was able to make it onto her feet. She began to relax, to let the spell do it's work. She closed her eyes. After what may have been ten minutes, but was probably more like forty-five minutes, Larisa felt well enough to try to walk. Opening her eyes, and casting another vision enhancement spell, she looked around her. Picking up the sword and the sheath, she put the former into the latter, and threaded her belt through the clip on the sheath. I can also see your belly button and a portion of your toned stomach exposed as well.“What are you doing?” my mind wonders.Despite being a little displeased, my cock tries to spring into action. Stopped for the moment by my jeans. I’ve never been able to handle looking at you. Especially when you’re dressed to thrill. Soon you're at my door, I'm opening it and you're inside.“I've got it from here Fred,” you say as you dismiss him, “Thanks for helping me out!”He leaves, but not without a.