She used tobathe Emily!" But Emily was a girl!" Charlie protested, but then he complied, ranglingout of the filthy work clothes."Give me the clothes M...rilla and I will take them to Helen on my way to mybath," Mrs. Windham said.She winked at Charlie as Mirilla helped him into the tub and then departedfrom the room.There were no more protests from Charlie. The water was warm. It remindedhim of the baths his mother told him about that rich ladies take. Therewere bubbles. The water smelled like. He looked friendly with a nice smile. He was lightly tanned all over with no white lines from trunks and surprisingly athletic-looking considering his age. What struck me most was that his body was completely smooth; he had no hair around his cock or balls or on his chest.“Hi. I’m Peter – you look like a nice young lad, very nice…” His gaze moved down from my eyes to my stiff cock and then back up.“I’m, uh…. I’m Steve….” I managed to say quietly.He took another step closer and reached out his. Her eyes were riveted on his hand holding his dick. Ron swallowed hard. Fear and confusion gripped him. He wanted to twist away, throw a pillow over his crotch, holler at her to leave, something, anything. Instead he watched her sink to her knees at the side of his bed, as if something beyond her control pulled at her. Then, even more unbelievably, she slowly reached out towards his cock with her hand."It's so beautiful! Even shrunken up like that. I sure hope I haven't scared him so bad he. Eochaid heard Eoric calling his name and glanced backwards just as one of the Britons struck a blow at the boy with a sword. He watched in amazement, as Eoric's own blade flashed in a blur and met the edge of the Briton's weapon. Eoric's blade shattered that of his opponent and the boy allowed his swing to follow-through so that his own sword slashed a deep diagonal wound from the shoulder of the Briton, across his chest and down towards his abdomen.Eoric didn't pause, but instead pressed on.