My anger faded a bit as this good feeling shot through my body like electricity. It didn’t take long for the feeling to pass, and I turned around to... face Pete who was still on his knees looking up at me. He looked to me like a little schoolboy who had just been scolded. When he saw my face, he spat out, “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to! I was just looking, and then it just happened! I don’t know why I did it!”Pete looked terrified. He clearly knew he had done something wrong. I just walked. You were a hardened warrior at barely 26 and thanks to your intense training many considered you to be the best of the best. No other soldier could even compare, struggling to even keep up against you when sparring. This has lead to your fellow knights giving you respect, but also to many of them feeling distrustful of what you could do.Many admired you, not only because of your knighthood, but because you were also considered one of the most beautiful women on the kingdom. Despite your intense. So he bid Lysa good night, saying he would call her toarrange a time they could get together again. He already a lot to work with,and could probably go a while without another interview."I'm available most any evening this week," Lysa said as she walked Marktoward the door. "I'll be busy during the day working on web sites I've gotlined up."At the door, it could have been as if Lysa was waiting for a kiss as she bidher guest goodbye. He turned back and raised a hand to wave as he headedthrough. Her lingering perfume from the morning, the subtle scents of her make-up and hair care, even the scent of the new fabric of her dress lingered on her along with her natural scent on her soft upper arms. As I rubbed her soft body she offered, "I'm so glad you like this wrinkled, saggy breasted, veiney-legged old lady. "Come on now," I disagreed, "the few wrinkles just add to the brightness of your smile...and you should know a little sag to a woman's breasts jut make them softer to touch and.