She couldn’t believe how big he was! She hadn’t seen him since she;d chose n the body she wanted to be transplanted into and she was still gettin... used to being so short! Richard had been 6 feet two, the Prince was easily six four and broadly built, and 413 was 5 feet two! She was only now realizing how tiny she was compared with her owner, but of course even if shed been much taller it wouldn’t have mattered, she would have been utterly in his power just the same!‘…and so we have decided to. " He looked at Harlen. "In that way, Harlen, I do not envy you."Willem nodded, and his face took on a mildly sad expression. "I do feel for you, Mister Harlen." He said. "I wish you the One's grace in that matter."Harlen tried to push back the doubts that Lanner's words had created in his mind. "Thank you Willem." The huntsman said."But, we move onto lighter things." Lanner said. "We will be having beer at our company's tents tonight, Master Harlen. If you wish to join in some small revelry,. The traffic is surprisingly quiet for the time of day, and before long we pull into my street and he finds somewhere to park. I wonder if I can get him to wait out here, but that would be a dick move as I'm not sure where Ive stashed the stick, so it could take me a while to find. I have no choice so invite him in. He stands in my living room, looking around, a beam of late sunlight catching his gold hair as he casually tucks it back behind his ear.'Nice place. Is it all yours, or do you. Slowly.” Helena put her glass down on the coffee table and complied, revealing her youthful heaving breasts cradled in a ballerina pink, lacey, uplift bra. She heard Jack’s sharp intake of breath and felt his hand tremble as it came to rest, mid way up her right thigh. She suddenly realized she had not yet truly looked at this man, so she raised her head to look him directly in the eyes, eyes that were steel grey and brilliantly alive with lust. The image of the sweet old man was melting.