Tasty, even!But the effort of keeping the parasol upright and constantly in position was already getting to her and her arms were aching after a hundr...d yards. Her feet felt as if they had been slashed to ribbons already. And she had miles more of this before she could rest. Then Francine remembered who she was. She was a Slave and must do as she was told, deeming no task too menial and no pain too great as long as her Mistress demanded it of her.The Lady Fortescue, meanwhile, was looking down. You: as you can tell I'm already hardStranger: thats how i like itYou: what are you wearing?Stranger: my panties and a shirtYou: not a lot to take off thenStranger: thats the pointYou: i can see your nipples throught the shirt....niceStranger: yeahYou: those panties look moistStranger: they areYou: come closer let me touch themStranger: sureYou: hmm niceStranger: thxYou: i run my hands under your shirt and tweek your nipplesStranger: and i moan as you rub themYou: i move my hands to your ass. Or perhaps she will detach from me her husband who is powerful, and yet under her control, and will unite him to my enemy, or will herself join the latter.Or thus: The husband of this woman has violated the chastity of my wives, I shall therefore return that injury by seducing his wives.Or thus: By the help of this woman I shall kill an enemy of the king, who has taken shelter with her, and whom I am ordered by the king to destroy.Or thus: The woman whom I love is under the control of. In the moment. Take it back to your room and try it for the nextfew weeks. I'll cover for you in your classes, so don't worry aboutthat. Go and see if you can't make it work for you!" That's all he said.He spun around and climbed up one of the many utility ladders scatteredaround the room. That's how Jack knew he was done talking. Jack turnedin place and left, holding this mysterious cube in his fingers.---------Hours. Jack had been at this for hours with no success. "This fuckingthing is.