Her shoulders shook. Her wet hair curtained around her face, hiding her expression as she sobbed again. Then a keening wail rose from her throat, so f...ll of pain and loss.I bit my lip. Her husband had died today.“Adelaide,” Chaun said, his voice gentle. He sat up, glancing at me.I sighed, nodding my head.Chaun moved to the Princess, grabbing her shoulders and lifting her upright. She sat at the entrance of our tent, sniffling, as Chaun brushed back her wet hair. I could just make out her face. I could smell her freshness Dear readers believe me she is too much for a maid she deserves to work as a receptionist in some office if she had a good education she started sweeping and I was watching her and admiring her every inch. she noticed it and to my surprise she went to the other room sweeping and when she came backI saw that her pallu was loose and I could very clearly see her wonderful cleavage as she came to the hall I noticed she was spending more time sweeping in front of me and. Accidents happen," Kennie said as he left the bedroom. Luckilythe sheets and mattress cover had soaked up most of the liquid and themattress itself was barely damp so I pulled off the wet bedclothes andtossed them in the corner to be dealt with in the morning, and put drysheets and blankets on the bed, changed into a dry pair of panties, andKennie and I returned to the bed. It took me awhile to get back tosleep - I was really embarrassed about wetting the bed and I hoped thatI'd remain dry for. ” “Skylar wants to date me though,” I said, trying to defend my thought more. “Maybe Skylar really likes you, and Andy just wants the easy sex,” Leslie explained. “If you want to know for sure, you need to talk to Andy.” “This seems so difficult,” I sighed. “Maybe we can just date each other,” I suggested. “I do not swing that way,” Leslie said with a laugh. “So, unless you turn back into a guy, there’s no way.” We finally got out of the car and went inside. Leslie had talked me into finally.