Each square had a fountain in the middle of it.Just below the castle walls, the manor houses were cut stone from top to bottom. Their roofs were wood ...oles with sheets of peeled bark to seal out the cold and rain. Where the line of houses ended, a dry moat separated the castle from the rest of the city. The castle was on the other side of the moat. The walls were high and thick and the great door was tightly secured in its niche in the wall. No grappling hook could overcome the overlay of stone. Just a beginning and an inevitable (and unwelcome) conclusion. The middle is a (sweaty, panting, sticky) mess of nights out with cocktails, a lazy Sunday getting lost in the city, verdant parks, pizza in bed, too many restaurants... All punctuated by your naked body, your incredible and explosive orgasms, and the strength of the bond that connected us. There is one memory that always sits on top of the happy jumble as if carefully placed there so I'll always find it when I want/need it. It's. With this I began to undress, just leaving my shorts on, and sat and watched Bob soap his smooth body, it was steaming up the panels but I could make out him bending slightly and spending a little more time than he needed to, to wash his pert buttocks and in between them, before he turned around and spent time washing his cock, definitely making sure I got a view. I was getting very aroused and decided to take my shorts off and move to the shower, pulling the door open to ask if there was room. Jess proceeded to outline their plans for the rest of the day and asked if I would like to accompany them to which I replied that I would meet them for dinner and a show after thus giving them some time together.At the appointed time we met in the restaurant where I kissed Tammy on the cheek and complimented him on his choice of dresses we then had a fine meal before attending the show, a comedy routine.Tammy suggested we take a stroll on deck and Jess and I readily agreed and we strolled,.