Then without warning he put his arm across my shoulders, cupping his wrist around the side of my face, pulling me towards him, as I turned my head he ...leaned forward and kissed me.Springing apart he said "Oh my God I'm sorry, don't tell anyone will you", I said "I wouldn't", then he did it again, as he kissed me he ran his hand up my leg, carressing the inside of my thigh, I was hard in my jeans. He carried on kissing my neck and then he moved his hand up my leg onto my cock, slowly rubbing me.. We went upstairs to change and came back down more normally dressed including under clothes. Supper was good and fun. The evening passed quietly.In the morning, I got up as usual to have breakfast with Dad. As soon as I left the bathroom, Britt went in to shower and fix herself. She came down to join us. When I heard her start down the stairs, I got up, freshened Dad's coffee and mine, and fixed her a cup the way I now knew she likes it.She came in and said "Good morning" to each of us. She saw. “Well ladies, you two should get some sleep. You two can sleep in my tent and I will sleep against that tree so I can keep watch.”“But we cannot sleep were you sleep. You need the sleep as well” protested Marion.Luke just gave a look and told her “Shut up and get in the tent, both of you. Make sure to take your dresses off before you lay down so that you don’t damage the bedding.” Both Marion and Cecilia knew that they wouldn’t win this argument so they did as Luke told them. They were. And the spell attached to it. He briefly considered asking the camp’s mage, Ewin, about the spell. But he quickly rejected the notion. He didn’t trust the battle mage; Rael didn’t trust mages in general actually, but Ewin even less than most. The man was craven and reminded him of a weasel, his eyes flittering and his mannerisms nervous and twitchy. The mage was too eager for scraps of information and coveted secrets as if he were hoarding them. His eyes saw much, his lips spoke little, and.