“Indeed. Make no mistake; fighting against Arthur’s tyranny is a costly endeavor, both in finances and in manpower. A recent battle has cost me ...early, and I need reinforcements. As we are united in our dreams of a world without King Arthur, my hope is that you would agree to aid me.”“Hmm… but then, what reason would I have to aid the man who ordered my brother’s death!?” Robin shouted, pulling a dagger and placing it against Mordred’s throat from behind.“I assure you, my intentions are pure. With a smile that just topped it off. I could have sworn I was in love with her, and I barley knew her. I wanted to think of her for her personality, not her looks. But I couldn't help it. She was like a burnt image in my head. I wanted to kiss her, be close to her. She always smelled like a thousand roses. I couldn't get enough of her perfect aroma.It was just like any other day in this terrible town. Rainy, humid, annoying at the least. I was staying after to help some of the younger k**s. Mike was totally lost in my tits, kneading them and licking my nipples every now and then. He buried his black face into my white cleavage, licking and sucking all over my tits. Along with my moans of pleasure, I was soon begging for more, like the black cock loving whore I was. "Ohhh yes. Lick my white titties, suck my white titties, fuck my married pussy."Mike was too busy eating my tits to respond verbally. But the jack hammering of his cock in and out of my pussy told me he heard. Nick was. This day was finally done at 1000pm and I was ready to sleep solidly. By 1100pm it became painfully obvious that my tossing and turning wasn’t going to end anytime soon. My anxiety was at its peak with my head and heart feeling like they were going to explode. Crawling out of bed, I threw on a hoodie, slid my feet into my sandals and grabbed my keys. I’ll be damned if I was going to let Charlie’s silly request make me go crazy like this and not talk to him about it. I had to talk to Charlie..