But there was more than that, too.Sean had spent many years trying to convince Tara to relax a little where sex was concerned. Although they had alway...s had a great sex life, there were few occasions in their history in which Tara had allowed herself to really enjoy sex. Without any concerns about whether something was right or wrong. Or worrying about how her body looked in a particular position. He could count on one hand the number of times she had truly allowed herself to enjoy sex, without. "You haven't hit your growth spurt yet, Mark." No, Ma'am," I squeaked. My voice was starting to go through it's indecision of whether it was going to stay soprano or change to tenor or even bass."Well, Betsy Lou has certainly sprouted over the summer." Uh, huh." She's turning into quite a young woman."I was saved the embarrassment of having to come up with an appropriate answer when Betsy Lou came out the front door. She kissed her mother on the cheek."Bye, Mom. Come on, Mark. Don't want to be. There was no one around but felt I had to enter the house. Once inside, sex-robots, designed for multiple penetration of every orifice attacked me and m*****ed me – but it was deliriously sweet. Once I had been used and all my holes forcefully abused for several hours, I was kicked out of the house again. I was naked and bruised but with a big smile on my face. It was dark outside but my man was patiently waiting for me in the gondola. Only now the houses were teaming with people at the windows. "It is not like that! She is but a hostage to guarantee Sigurd's promise not to attack Scotland in future." He argued."Nonsense! We have seen the way your eyes follow her tight little bottom when she leaves the room my Lord! Admit it, you want the little hussy!"Scott knew when to call it quits and he threw up his hands, conceding that he did find Helfe much to his liking."Good my most puissant Lord, for we have a liking for her too and two wives will never be able to satisfy the staff-beast.