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Anastasia finally determined that nothing would be accomplished by staying in the inn and decided to sneak out when other people were entering. Seeing her opportunity she left her table and slipped out the door and moved with the pedestrian traffic and disappeared. She continued to check her backside for a tail as she maneuvered through the traffic toward the upper city gates. Entering the upper city she took a roundabout route to her house and after one more check approached her house and entered, closing the door behind her. Oliver quickly entered the foyer and approached Anastasia."My lady, I would have opened the door for you," he explained. "I am sorry I was not there when you rang." Do not fret, Oliver," Anastasia replied, pausing at the bottom of the stairs, holding her package. "I walked from the shop. I am going to rest for a while. Please send Angela up in an hour to ready a bath." Yes my lady," Oliver replied. "And my lady, do you know about what time you will be home. Wow, was that the wrong thing to say. Pete was around 16 or 17 and I was 10 and afraid of older boys who sometimes bullied me at school because I was small. Ha! Ok, on your knees and lick the branch where you pee'ed you little pervert. Yuck, I thought but getting a whipping from my dad was not an alternative so I kneeled down and stuck out my tongue and licked the branch as Pete watched.Nah, that's not enough. Pete was now beside me and it finally dawned on me that I had my shorts and briefs around my ankles and Pete was looking at me exposed. I went to cover my dick but Pete pulled my arm away and said, nah, leave it alone, so I dropped my other arm as Pete held my right arm and jerked me up to my feet. He was much taller than me.Take 'em off.What?Take 'em off, your shorts and underwear.Pete, here?Ok, never mind let's go home to your house.Uh, ok, so I stepped out of my shorts and briefs.Now the shirt.I realized there wasn't any point in resisting so I just pulled my shirt.
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