”I unfasten my seat belt. Sliding over to Dale, I sit next to him. I am wearing a loose top and distressed jeans. He strokes my knee through a ho...e in the jeans.“Why the holes?”“Don’t know.”He puts an arm around me. After a while, he nuzzles my neck. His hand strokes my arm. When he strokes my back, he finds out that I have no bra on.“No bra?”“Nope.”“Why not?”I have small tits so I never wear one. “No need. Nothing to lift. Nothing to cover.” Dale reaches under my shirt. I let him. I. When it dawned, his expression changed to one of surprise, awe, shame…joy, certainly, but also sorrow for what he knew the young couple must be going through. That his weakness and lack of honor and self-control had brought them to this point, and had put them in the position of dealing with something such as this caused him great pain, and he was deeply ashamed. “Mr. Robert, I’m so sorry. This should never have happened…it’s all my fault, you can’t blame this on Beth!” Robert laughed. “You. " Ena shrugged."While related and essentially 'noble' as the term could be loosely interpreted. They like many others had severed the thrown faithfully for generations. Occasionally as is the way of things, a member of these 'lesser houses' would rise through favor and marriage. As was the case with Serenade's proposed betrothal." You mean little lord Seiryo's momma?" Ryoko prompted."Of course..." Ena nodded, as the image of the young man Ryoko had seen half drowned in the 'duel on the dock'. "For some reason I was never told, I was put in a wagon with several other girls and taken out on what I thought of as a mobile brothel. We moved from town to town, servicing customers in hotel rooms, and moving on to a new town the next day. This went on for about a year, until this morning. Somehow, the door sealing me into the wagon came open. As soon as I thought that I could safely escape, I jumped out of the wagon. I did not know where I was, but, at last, I was free of my slavery. Then.