His honest work would allow him and his family to eat well, and have leftover crops for market. Perhaps after his older brother was married, the match...maker would go about finding him a wife. One who would not mind his brutish size, a woman who would see what a hard worker he was, and who could bear him many sons to take care of him in his old age. It had been a pleasant dream, a memory of his shattered past, one that he did not have very often. Lately all he dreamed of was the act of killing.. And a second later her tight black skirt slid over her hips and down her shapely legs before puddling around her slim ankles and high heeled covered feet.Under her severe skirt was a back garter belt with a black lace trim that held up her nylons and a black silk thong covering her pussy and now it was Marc's turn to stare. They embraced each other, and as their tongues danced in each other's mouths, Marc could feel the heat emanating from the silken triangle and the sensation of silk rubbing. Aaron thought for a minute, "wait, it did happen before, in the Duke's bedchamber, hmm, what's the connection?" Do you remember something?" Caleb asked."What? No, nothing." Aaron replied. "Thank you for workout, I think I'll turn in and try to catch up on some sleep. Good day, Master Caleb." Nothing to thank me for," Caleb shook his hand. "Good day to you as well.Aaron returned to the room where he was staying and after telling a page to wake him at lunch, fell into a deep sleep.After a light. .. kinda worried what his mind could come up with."I'll tell you when the time is right, that should alleviate any pre-event tension from occurring." He replied."Right," I replied."Well, as much as I hate to be the voice of reason, we should probably get ready so we can at least have time for a breakfast." Mike said."Yea, you're right... but didn;t I just say the say basic thing earlier?" I replied."I guess..." He replied, with another quick kiss.We grabbed a quick shower together, each of us.