“But choo a maeed, choos work up eem dem castle. Choo don’t be doin’ such work down heeere. Wot choo really doin’ down heeere?”“Maybe ... ...I just wanted a little romp in the hey with such a cutie.”My cheeks grew warm at the unmistakable sounds of kissing. Greta was improvising, using herself as a distraction. I heard the sounds of their mouths working together, the rustling of clothing. Greta let out such a wanton, soft sigh as hay rustled.“Yeesh,” groaned the stable boy. “Yeesh, that’s. Another bandit saw her fall and started walking towards me. I put an arrow through his helm. A third bandit started running my way, but didn’t make it close enough to even see me before another arrow found him. I quickly checked the area, then proceeded further into the ruins. A locked gate was in front of me. I tried to pick it, but after several tries gave up. Another exit from the hallway led into a room with three more bandits in it, sitting for a meal. I killed them with arrows before they. Even though my sister is sort of tiny, her back is strong and wide from all her years on the swim team.My little sister has straight red hair, and she always keeps it pulled back in a pony tail. She has these adorable freckles that I just love. She has big eyes and incredibly pale skin. All of this makes her look younger than she is, and I've always thought she was really cute. And her shy personality adds to her uniqueness in such a sweet way.I encouraged her, "C'mon Crissy, it's okay. You can. " He placed a hand on her back and gestured with the other across the street. "They're doing a special Christmas concert at one of the churches a few blocks up. That okay? If you don't like that, no problem; there's plenty of places to go. I figure it's December, so it's safe to do Christmas things." "Um, sure. That'd be fine." Emma felt like she was floating along on a wave, not under her own power. "I hate how early they put decorations up." It was all she could think of to say. "Oh, me too.".