Another part of him wanted to run his fingers through herhair. Not as a lover might but to feel what her soft, red hair feltlike. To compare it to h...is own.Hard earned muscles beneath his thighs faded as he walked, replaced withsofter tissues. His thighs swelled slightly and he frowned as theyrubbed together every so often. Beneath his skirt, his pantiesstretched tight against his hips as the bones beneath the skin pushedand moved. He felt no pain but a sudden hot, aching flash made. The first half of the field they rode in formation as if on a Sunday stroll. As soon as they broke into a gallop, archers in back of the defenders shot a dark cloud of arrows towards the charging steeds. Several men and horses were hit in the initial fling which was quickly followed by another.Alexis on her side of the wooded area and Thomas on the other side held their fire to await the foot soldiers. They ran in a jog not knowing what awaited them.Their job was to follow through and clean up. Get your clothes off now." Okay," she said. “Let's go to the bedroom."We were standing in front of sliding patio doors that looked out across the open patio to the side street beyond. I grabbed Sherri's blouse by the lapels and ripped it open down the front. Buttons flew every which way! I jerked the garment off her arms. I then ripped her light bra off with one sharp yank."When I say get naked now, I don't mean get naked after we go to the bedroom," I said quite evenly. I even tacked a smile. So i freed it by my left hand. I start pressing her left boob lightly with my right hand. As i touched her nipple over the gown. She got up and slapped me with screaming “What are you doing”. I got shocked. I murmured, ‘nothing’. She shouted, then what your hand was doing on my chest? I catch a breath, and tried to be bold and replied, my hand was doing the same what Sanjay was doing, when he was leaving.She again shouted, what rubbish you are talking? I :don’t shout, were you both not kissing.