"I was miffed. A hell of a way to treat a guest, I thought. But Ididn't have much choice. Were now miles away from anywhere and theyhad the only tr...ansportation. Then I figured, what the hell, I loveddressing, and, servant or no servant, they were in effect giving melicense to wear drag all the time for two weeks. I could live withthat. Even at school with Chris I could only dress in the evenings,and I hadn't been looking forward to this summer, when I'd be homewith my folks and not able. "I have come to ask you more about the history of this sword," I said, tapping the sword at my side.He nodded we went to his library. He took down an overly large, but thin book, and laid it on the table. On the cover was a very detailed depiction of the very sword at my side. The book was titled, 'Family Weapons of Landkur'."This is a brief history of the sword, and other weapons. The first section of this book is what you want. After you read it, I will answer further questions," he said,. After 20 minutes of talking he asks me, "Want to go have a few drinks at the bar?". I was thrilled and said, "of course"After a couple hours of drinking we both are a bit bored of the place and he wants to leave, but doesn't want to go home yet. I invite him to my place where we continue drinking. We get to my place and he continues to tell me how stressed and tensed he is. I tell him that I am excellent with my hands and if he allowed me to massage him that he'd surely feel better. He lays. Should I? What should I do. I can't think of anything to do. As he calls my name twice, I can't gather any courage whatsoever. I can't even bring myself to open my eyes. If anything I feel paralyzed. Suddenly his hand tightens around my breast. I think I am goin to cum. I must be dreaming. Now my job is twice harder, I have to keep breathing calmly. But my breath speeds up automaticly. Ok wtv... at least I have to make sure I don't moan. Just now I realize...that his friends are all over the.