Things haven't been too good since he took over. I have heard there is much talk among the people and the landowners of giving the crown back to my hu...band. It is possible, you know. After all, he could name one of Rastrei's sons as his heir." Wouldn't that make everyone happy?" Everyone but Rastrei, my husband, and me," she frowned. "I am afraid we have gotten quite used to a leisurely life. Ossie has a strong sense of duty, though. I don't know what will happen." Seems like there is more to. That’s when I started seeing him as a young man and not a kid. I also got the feeling he had a crush on me, with all that attention. I figured that he fantasized about me, lying awake at night, jerking off; dreaming about having sex with me. (I’m getting wet.) That’s why that one crazy July day I decided to see how far he’d go. I chose a time where it was the slow part of the afternoon, and deliberately parked my car at the far end of the parking lot, with no cars. We never know were help would appear from, Bob an older bloke at work had been my mentor at the company when I first started straight from school, really genuine and helpful and a source of a lift to work whenever my bike was off the road. One Friday evening Penny and I walked rounds to the Woodcutter arms our local pub, we plopped ourselves down at a table in the lounge, and there sat Bob, that normal big smile on his face, introductions were made and drinks bought. Penny decided to try my. I started to think of him more like Weasel in the early days. He was losing the discipline and the structure that made him such a standout in high school. Bryan, Dan, Jesse, and I huddled on our bus trip to Knoxville to work on the problem."Maybe we should sit him down for a couple of games," I suggested. "See if we can't get him to watch and learn." Not a good idea," said Bryan. "Pick brought him here because he's fast and he's talented. Let's find a way to tap into his skills." You're right,".