Maybe he would feel for it before troubling his eyes. That might be less of a shock. As he arched his body forward slightly, aided by the inertia of h...s massive chest, he caught sight of the shock of glossy blonde hair that had tumbled into the vision of his right eye. This he could consider, his hair maybe longer then. It had always been blonde. It was just much longer. When his hands curved around into the cave between his thighs all delusions of (this is going to be okay) were lost. His. And you know these nobles, any excuse to drink us dry.’ Planting a quick kiss on her father’s bearded cheek, she made her way out of the hall and down the hallway past the kitchen, downward to the storage cellars. Burly servants rolled large casks past her as she shrank against the wall. ‘Master Roland,’ she called into the cellar, raising her voice to be heard over the rolling casks. ‘Hello?!’ A round, ruddy face popped around the corridor, ‘What now?’ he bellowed. ‘Ah, Miss Elsabeth, to what. .." Alex trailed off.I looked down at the dusty single mattress and sleeping bag, "Nah. It's fine. I've slept in worse places." Well, it wasn't exactly a lie. I ran away from home once when I was nine and slept in the woods behind our house—in a $300 sleeping bag.AlexisI can't believe I just left a stranger in my house. That's the thought that keeps running through my head. That thought, and what a day! God! He's so handsome. His dark hair and dark eyes. Dark and mysterious. He didn't give. I love you too. But I gotta say, it was rather kinky to have sex on the table. Of course not all that comfortable, but still,” I said. “You wanna do it again sometime?” Jeff asked. Then I put my hands out onto the table and on top of his. “I'll do it anywhere with you. That's how much I love you,” I replied. Then he took my left hand and kissed it. “On a scale from 1 to 10,000,000, how hard would you say you have fallen in love with me?” I asked. “30,000,000 at least,” Jeff replied. “That's a.