Old Shedeur, my father’s trusted advisor, reminded me: “My Lord Harald, tonight you must exercise your droit de seigneur; you must deflower a bride.”

I was aware that lords do that, but I had been serving my uncle, Sir Einar, as squire, so I had never seen it done. When we learned of my father’s untimely death, it was necessary that I cut short my training in courtly ways and return home, to take my father’s place as Lord. It was all rather overwhelming, being responsible for the castle, and the villages and estates, which are worked by hundreds of villeins, bordars, cottars, burs, and serfs. I replied to Shedeur: “I’m bone weary. I’ve been in the saddle most the day, and I am ready for rest. I suppose she must be sent to my bed chamber. Make it soon. I need a good night’s sleep.”
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Jessica had just finished getting ready to go out for the evening when Lisa arrived at Jessica’s loft. They greeted each other and Jessica offered Lisa a glass of wine. Lisa quickly accepted.

“So where do you want to go out to tonight?” Jessica asked.

“Let’s hit that new club just down the street. I wanna dance. Have you been there yet?” Lisa replied.
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I’d been working for this new company for a couple of weeks now, just trying to get by. Trying as best I could to get noticed and maybe move on up the old corporate ladder. Little did I know that someone was already taking notice of me.

Her name was Raquel. She was about 4′10″ tall, a tiny little philipino girl, probably about 32 years old. Nice flat stomach, little round ass that was perfectly proportionate to the rest of her body, little c cup breasts, and these nice full lips that could probably suck a golf ball through forty feet of frozen garden hose. There was only one problem though. She was the boss’s wife.
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