Inside thespacious shop, the walls had displays of various maid costumes, somewith long skirts, and some with very short ones, in a wide variety ofcol...ours and textures. A 30 something attractive blonde sat at a desk.Jenn introduced herself and explained that she had phoned earlier thatmorning to arrange a fitting.The blonde looked in her diary, and finding us there, smiled, andintroduced herself as Charlotte, and said that she had the requestedgarments ready."Is it for you, Mrs. Collins?" No,. " Lady Bushton led Gwendolyn and me through the halls and up the stairs of the Keep to a bedroom at the top of the Keep. It was a large room, and there was a large bed. On it was a man who surely looked to be on his last legs. He had a wound in his side that was obviously festering. Anybody who had ever been on a battlefield after a major battle would have seen such a wound many times, and the victim never recovered. I almost cried when I saw Lord Bushton lying there in that state. In fact, a. They’d been fucking for half an hour now; it had been a roller coaster. Different positions, speeds, techniques ... Lily had been ready to cum almost as soon as Greg’s had entered her, but he’d delayed her orgasm, repeatedly bringing her to the brink and slowing down before she could cum, a wicked grin on his face all the while.Finally, when his own orgasm had approached, he’d pulled hard on both her nipples and really let loose, pounding into her fast and rhythmically. No longer was he. The Red-guard slashed at Arngeirrs thigh bringing him to his knees as an Arrow sank into his shoulder. The Khajiit stabbed him in his right should also, completely crippling him as Arngeirr felt his life ebbing from him.Then he felt a swoosh of air as a greenish blur flew by him at the Red-guard was thrown back into the towers crumbling walls, an Orcish battle-axe embedded deep in his chest. Arngeirr watched as the woodelf lowered her bow and stared wide eyed at what she saw, fear engulfing.