Frank woke up, and wished he hadn't. He was in the bottom of his sleeping bag, which was being thumped rythmicaly against a slightly resiliant surface... jostling him, over and over. The slight resiliancy made no difference, after a short while, because it went on, and on, and on. It almost seemed he was being carried, but that was impossible, because there was noone who could carry a full grown man- Well, at seventeen he was man sized, anyway- like a sack of potatoes, while running full stride. ‘Maris…’ I said, trying to interrupt her but not actually stepping back from her. ‘They say Your Grace’s justice is swayed neither by money nor flattery,’ gently touching her face against the front of my hose, their occupant was now fully enlarged. ‘But they say that there are certain gifts only a young woman possesses that Your Grace appreciates…’ And then—I have no idea how she did this—but with two quick, subtle movements her dress tumbled from her shoulders. Her sleeves caught on the. More

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