He did, he kissed her softly like he knew she liked. They both moaned when they’re lips meet, such heat, such hungry as the kiss deepened. They tast...d one another as they’re tongues made love.He slid his hands down her waist and then up underneath the silk and caressed her back, pulling her more towards him as he devoured her mouth. She didn’t say what kind of kiss she wanted; he couldn’t help him self and she didn’t seem to mind.She pulled away to breath and started kissing his neck all the. However, she didn’t talk like one.Oddløg growled out, “After I am done you better be gone or I tan your hide, harlot.”“Of course, you one-eyed bastard don’t even remember who I am.” She raised a small pen-like device and something sharp pierced Oddløg’s skin right underneath his chin.She came closer. Now he recognized the woman, it was Gretel.She wore a red dress underneath her cloak and said, “What a fitting place for you to die. I had to hide in a barrel of piss to survive your master’s rage,. "Not when he's been drinking. When he's drunk he hurts me." She turned and shrugged the frock from her shoulders to reveal the crisscross scars of a whip.I was too furious to do anything but hold her at arms length. When I had calmed down, I entered her mind and revealed myself to her as I was now.Bess accepted me as I was and moved into my arms - her arms moving around my neck."Welcome home - my brother," she whispered as she kissed me - on the mouth.This was not the kiss of brother and sister. Jake was of no help and I thought I saw some enjoyment in his eyes at my predicament. My trailer is far back from the road and there are no close neighbors, so I knew no one could hear me scream, but I kept fighting back.“Take her hands, Jake,” I heard Jeff say and I couldn’t believe it as my own son assisted the man attacking his mother. He held my hands as Jeff stood me up, caught the hem of my dress and pulled it over my head.Like I said, I have small tits and I detest bras, so there I was.