" I will deliver your message, Patriarch. I ask you to consider my personal request," Ferro said. When the man didn't answer, Ferro continued. "You ma... know that I trained and studied under Volentin for six months before I was able to design these spaceships. Volentin taught me to fight in the ways of the Temperdis" I know."Ferro cleared his throat. "There are still improvements to be made to the ships. The skills of the Farendass are legendary and I believe that your expertise could inform the. .. I'm sorry?" Don't be," she smiled. "We weren't very close to our next door neighbors, just waved at them in passing and stuff. And I love the farm; the air is clean, you've got enough room to run and play and when you sleep, it's to the sound of crickets and owls instead of the horns and motors of the city. It's a real farm, too. My dad was determined to become a farmer. He leases out maybe three quarters of it and works the rest. It lets him fool himself into believing he's working the land. Raising my bum to ease the elastic over I suddenly stopped and finished up with them half on and the knicker elastic half was over my bum. My heart was pounding as he was closing the distance and now looking directly at me. I sat there rooted to the spot and looking down I could clearly see my breasts heaving and the pinkiness of my nipples exposed with each exhale of my breath. He stopped downhill and was looking up at me, in my underwear, and I was sure he could see my knickers were not all. I was already nearly nude, and you had been sketching me for over an hour. I began tearing off your clothes as your skin flushed red. You had on this plain little white bra and panties that matched. My own prejudice made me think you would be this sex maniac, but here I was tearing into you and the more I looked the more innocent you seemed. I was the depraved old thirty-six-year-old creep and you were just the cute little art student.I pushed the thoughts out as you started to let your hands.