/ Cette histoire est bilingue, vous pouvez lire la version française après la version anglaise.)Welcome to this [Quest.] The principle is quite diff...rent from other multiple choice stories, you choose and influence the elements of the story by letting a comment like that: (A1, B2, C2, D5) and I would follow the story according to what the majority will have chosen. If you want to know more, please refer to the wonderful post of Majus:. I licked it again but the angle wasn’t good and it was unsatisfying. I stood up and opened my cubicle door and softly knocked on his. He opened it and stood there with his lengthening cock in his hand and his trousers dropping to his knees. We didn’t speak as I entered but he smiled at me and pushed me down onto my knees on the cold toilet floor and then offered his cock to my eager mouth. I needed no further encouragement, I leant in and licked his cock head again, this time slowly. "We are not here to tend the wardstone."When my master gave no indication of speaking further on the matter, I saw the magister sigh and bow his head towards Ethric. Deeper this time, giving him his due. "Welcome then to Silverlake."We were escorted inside the walls of the keep, though it appeared I was the one who had the true escort. Two armed men walked ahead of me and two men behind, and I could sense that their attentions were not on my defense, but on me. I whistled the opening notes to. " How do you know I'm not your daughter?"Sue Ellen's last remarks confused me.The tips I received allowed me to enjoy the perks that wealthallowed, such as having an occasional dinner at the Andrew Jacksonon Royal Street, or having one of the ladies of the Rising Sun.Eventually I preferred, and usually got Mary Beth. By the summer of1868, because I was beginning to think of her as my girl, Iproposed."I?I cannot. I have an obligation." To that nigger girl and her bastard?" Yes, to Sue Ellen and.