I just kept thinking about this while I was waiting for his call. I kept thinking very naughty things. I was becoming very horny in the process. I tho...ught about what I'd like to do to him if he were here right now...I'd bring him up to my room and once we were there I'd pull off his shirt. Afterwards, I'd push him on to my bed and lay him down. I'd climb on top of him and kiss him starting from his lips than down to his neck than in a straight line all the way down his chest and stomach until i. “You sure?”, she asked. “Of course….”, I replied. Cassie went out the side door quickly and returned about ten minutes later with her mother. She seemed a bit nervous but walked over to the table where Lynda and I were sitting. “Lynda, Chris this is my mother, Leigh.”, she stated. “I’ve already met Chris but it’s nice to meet you, Lynda.”, she stated, shaking Lynda’s hand. Cassie and her mom sat down and joined us for dinner. As usual the women dominated the conversation but that was just fine. The King had been advised by Count Pierre about the charges and warned about Jean’s unpredictable nature. The King was only seventeen and was very impressed with the romance of chivalry and knighthood. Sir Jean was known to him, for his bravery and the many battles he had fought in. When Jean had visited the King after his trip to Scotland, the King had rewarded him heavily and felt great respect for the older knight.However, his uncles and advisors, who held the real power in France, cautioned. I continued to struggle. He released one of my hands so that he could slap me. I took the blow so there would be evidence of a struggle. Also he could no longer hold me with the other hand because I kneed him in the testicles. He had only the one hand he held me with available to catch himself as he sank to his knees. I knew where the ceramic pencil was and while the second one stood in shock, I recovered it.First I stabbed the larger one standing there open mouthed. I stabbed him in the.