Tavern Tart 8 (fm:first time, 2580 words) [8/17] show all parts | |||
Author: Will Buster | |||
Added: Jan 14 2010 | Views / Reads: 481 / 404 [84%] | Part vote: 9.33 (6 votes) | |
Marnie and Tom make the beast big time. Tom is so impressed he proposes on the spot. Marnie's father is shocked! | |||
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Thomas was tired. His jaw was still sore from Ralph's powerful punch. His smile was pained when he considered he'd gotten the better of the brute. However, he had a strange feeling that the vicious whore son would probably not let it rest. He struggle doubt of his boots and sat on his pallet, looking absently at the moonlight that sifted through the tiny aperture that served as a window. It was warm enough this evening that he'd been able to leave the opening unshuttered. The clean cool air felt good on his warm skin. It was too bad the fight had occurred. He'd wanted to spend some time with Marnie. The wench was as appetizing as a stuffed turkey dinner with all the trimmings. He'd instantly noticed her firm breasts through the simple shift she'd been wearing. Her smile was the corker though. His heart had skipped a few beats when he'd gazed into her lovely, deep blue eyes. She looked so angelic with that shimmering halo of yellow hair that practically shone around her sweet face. He was starting to get hard just thinking about her. He shrugged doubt of his jerkin and unbuckled his sword belt. He thought he heard a knock at the door. Who in God's creation could be disturbing him at this time of night? There was only one way to find out and that required that he get off his ass and answer the bloody door. He still had his britches on so he got up. He hoped it wasn't Ralph so he picked up his sword as a precaution. The timid knock came once more.
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