" He didn't voluntarily leave his writing ... box thing ... anywhere," said Jeremy, again frowning at Kendra. "That was one fancy desk, even back then... Prior to this I thought it might have belonged to some member of the nobility, some gadabout son of Lord whoever, who played at writing poetry for the girls to impress them." That's all well and good," said Dan, "but I can't think of any way it could be proved that your manuscript was ever in our desk." I can," said Jeremy, instantly."How?". "Oh my, I forgot all about that. Silly me," Mistress laughed. Maid grewharder. "Well, I think you deserve a reward. Beyond the pleasure ofserving me, of course. You made such pretty pictures..." Maid bucked."Ooooooh, yes, Mistress. Thank you." Now listen very carefully, my sweet. Do you see that pair of pretty,silky legs in front of you?"Maid did, not recognizing them as her own. Maid's mind needed to betold what was part of Maid's body."Yes, Mistress." Good. Follow them down, my pet. What do. I don't think ANYONE is that desperate for a kingdom!PteriDae and I politely received our medals, thanked everyone, and have never mentioned it since. We felt our reward for winning the Zibong War was that we had found each other again.The Palace had certainly changed—every room was bustling with activity. I passed a room full of young boys and girls in their bright red page clothes. I swear I heard the words "flunky" and "old fart" drift out.My instructions, once I had told the young page I. Growing impatient, I tried out different positions – first bending over completely, then I got on all four’s waving my ass high in the air, then transitioned onto my back and spread my legs as far as I could feeling the cool breeze over my bare freshly shaved ass and pussy.Instinctively, my right hand went to my pussy which was dripping juices by now as I felt hotter. I started rubbing slowly at first, trying to savor the feeling.My left hand went to my breasts. In the school, my breasts were.