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MEMOIRS OF AN OUTSIDER
Chapter: 20 "Torn between two lovers"
People were stunned at the announcements Khy made to her group of companions and friends. She walked from the room with her head held high
and for the first time she felt empowered. She strolled toward the kitchen and nodded to the salutes she received from the guards and the passing
Greycloaks. She made a cup of tea and returned to the banquet room where stragglers from the meeting were being seated. Khy glanced at their
faces as everyone pretended not to stare. She drank her tea quickly and left, sensing as though she was making them all feel uncomfortable. Khy
stepped into the courtyard and looked around at the busy workers as they went about their tasks. She felt a cold breeze and realized she had
forgotten her cloak. Suddenly she felt the warmth of arms surround her and knew from his smell that it was Casavir. "Come back into the keep my
lady", he said, "It is much to cold for you out here without your heavy clothes". "Cas", she asked, "Was I too obstinate with the speech"? He
brushed his cheek against hers and said, "I was never prouder of you my lady". She threw her arms around his neck and sank into his powerfully built
body as he kissed her for what seemed like forever. As he held her close he said, "You were right about everything Khy". "They were becoming too
complacent about the serious nature of our undertaking". He said. Casavir urged her to return to the keep, but she declined telling him she wanted to
meet the people who worked for her. He wrapped his heavy cloak around her and left her alone. Khy plodded down the muddy incline, greeted each of
her diligent workers, and asked their names.
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At the evening meal, Khy ate alone and then retired to her quarters telling everyone goodnight. She sat at the elaborate desk in her chambers listing
possible recruits for their trip when a knock at the door broke her concentration. Opening the large wooden entry, she was greeted by the dazzling
blue eyes of Casavir. "Am I too early"? He said smiling. She returned his eager smile and pulled him inside. She began to remove her clothes when
Casavir stopped her saying, "Not yet my lady". He kissed her with a long lingering kiss that created a strange pulsating force within her. She was
breathless from the deep play of his mouth on hers and shivered from the experience. His closeness overpowered her; she was lost in his luminous
blue eyes and his soft seductive lips. Casavir ran his fingers through her long silky hair as he kissed her once again. "I love you my lady", he said with
a deep husky voice, "Let me show you how much". He began to slowly undress her, kissing each newly revealed area until she wore only her bodice
and trewes. "My turn". She said pulling off his tunic and burying her face in his substantial chest. She kissed his shoulders, his arms and finally
closed her mouth over his small erect nipple. She began to gently suck while letting her hands fall and firmly cup his buttocks. She heard the rush of
air into his lungs as she delicately outlined the shape of each muscle on his physically powerful arms and shoulders. He began to unlace her bodice,
pulling each cord slowly as she tensed with anticipation. As her trewes dropped to the floor, he traced along the contours of her form with his
hands. Khy loosened his breeches and crouched lower with each tug, until his hard shaft was released. She let her eyes glide over his exquisite
sculptured body that seemed more god-like than human.
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Casavir stared in wonder at the naked girl seeing the innocence of her eyes and the maturity of her womanly body. Her creamy soft skin flowed
over hard flat muscles, which increased her glorious beauty even more. Just the sight of her could bring him contentment as he took her in his arms
and kissed her full luscious lips. He lifted and carried her toward the large bed without breaking the intensity of the profoundly captivating kiss. He
could feel her heart beating against his as he held her tighter. Casavir gazed into her smoldering golden eyes that seemed to imprison and hypnotize
him to do her bidding. He breathed hard into her ear, nibbled her earlobe and covered her throat with kisses. Khy felt his hot body pressed to hers
and with his tantalizing touch, she begged him for more. "Please Cas", she whispered, "I need to feel you inside me". He ached to taste her as he
pulled her erect nipple into his mouth and teased her with his tongue. She moaned softly as he began to suck hard and to work, his lively fingers across
her other nipple. He felt a surge of tenderness and excitement as she squirmed and whimpered with his touch. He moved lower, kissing and
tonguing her stomach and navel, hearing her pant in little gasps. He slipped one hand under her buttocks and lifted while spreading her legs as far
as he could. He soaked up the sight of her soft pink petals that encased the heart of her sensual blossom. He gently forced apart the petals to reveal
the center of her flower.
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He dipped his tongue and took a long loving taste, and then he licked and sucked the little button. Khy could not hear the sounds she made as he
focused on her bud of delight. He quickly inserted two fingers into her moist passage and applied an upward pressure as he sucked harder on the
heart of her flower while contracting his fingers in a "come here" motion. She cried out and arched her back, as he tasted the honey sweetness of
her released gratification. She was still convulsing in desire as he moved between her legs and guided his engorged organ to the entrance of her
dark abyss, and then slowly entered. She wrapped her legs around the top of his back as he pushed deeper and harder with each thrust. He leaned
forward, inched his arms under her back, and held the top of her shoulders, pulling her close. His face was just above hers and they stared into each
other's eyes as he heaved rapidly into her. The hot pulses coursed through her body as she heard his breathing quicken. Khy slapped her hands
across his bare buttocks and squeezed as her nails dug into his flesh. He groaned loudly from the unexpected ploy and began to violently thrust. "I
love you", he said breathlessly and then cried out as the surge began to rise, crest and then overflow. His strokes continued until the last of his pent
up emotion drained into her. "Oh, Cas"! She cried as she peaked with his last penetrating strokes. Her body quivered and jerked with the deep
flourishing waves of pounding desire. He kissed her gently, feeling her trembling form beneath him as he pulled her closer and held her tight.
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He lay on top of her, nuzzling her neck and face and then kissed her once again. Khy felt as if she had exploded with the fire of complete ecstasy as she
continued to shake and shudder from the intoxicating climax of euphoria. She realized as her body returned to its senses, that the tremendous connection
they had was more than physical. She loved the wild passionate fucking with Bishop; he thrilled her with his savage and predacious lust. However, with
Casavir she could feel his love as it wrapped her in a cocoon of never-ending desire and bliss. "Khy", he said, "All I want for you is to find happiness
and peace of mind". He tightened his embrace thinking how he could not touch her enough, hold her enough, and love her enough. "Tyr", he prayed
silently, "Please protect this woman and let her see the love I have for her". He rolled onto his back and kept his arm around her as he covered her
with blankets. She snuggled up beside him and felt contented as sleep overcame them both.
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Khy reached across the bed for Cas and found that he had gone. She toddled off to the privy to relieve herself and when she returned, Casavir was
waiting for her with a tray and a very large smile. "I thought you had left me". She said running into his arms. "Only death could keep me from you
my love". He said as he leaned down to kiss her. Khy flicked her eyes toward the bed as Casavir laughed and told her that everyone was waiting to
leave. She hurriedly dressed and gulped down the tea he gave her. "Cas", she said as she hugged him tight, "Last night was more than I could have
ever dreamed". "My lady, you have blessed my life", he said softly, "My heart shall always remain yours". She walked into the great room hand in
hand with Casavir and smiled at her friends as they headed for Port Llast.
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Khy managed to talk Calindra from Port Llast, Pentin and Katriona from the Old Owl Well, Jacoby from Fort Locke, Endario from Highcliff and little
Deekin from Neverwinter into coming to Crossroad Keep and start new businesses. The party moved on to West Harbor and Khy was restless and
felt a great foreboding upon visiting her village. Walking through the familiar surroundings brought back a flood of memories, some good but most
were unpleasant. She approached Brother Merring and delivered the tithe box from Natrisse in Neverwinter. He was very glad to see the young girl
and wished her well on her journeys. Khy spoke with Orlen and asked him to oversee the fields at the keep. He agreed and scurried away to pack
his belongings and then she ran into her foster-father. "Atar", she said softly, "Have you been well"? "I am well", he said harshly, "Why have you
returned, you were told that your presence brings danger to the village"! "Yes, I know", she said as she lowered her head in shame, "Please
forgive me father we will go". Khy's companions saw the interaction with her father and whispered among themselves. "Daeghun can be a little
abrupt sometimes, but he means well". She told them as she rushed out of the town. She heard someone call her name and turned to see Georg
running toward her shouting, "Khy, are you okay lass"? She explained that they were just passing through and would leave immediately. Georg joked
about the swamp elf, which Elanee claimed to be and about her relationship with the two men. After the few brief moments of conversation with Georg,
they started back for the keep.
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No one said anything to the Captain as they all marched through the swamp to the main road. Shandra had kidded Khy in the past about coming from
a large city and a happy home and now felt badly for her friend. Khy stopped at the stream she had used in performing her first devotional to Sune.
She knew that tonight would be a new moon and asked her friends to set up camp. The trees had new buds and spring was on the wind as she
decided to take the time to worship. She had been using the bathing vessels during the cold months, but now she longed to revere Sune properly.
When the sun began to set, Khy gathered a few items she would need and told everyone where she was going. It felt wonderful to be outdoors for
her adulation to the beautiful Goddess and she reveled in the rituals. She walked from the fast moving stream and grabbed a blanket to dry herself.
She marveled at the moon and stars when she heard a twig snap. While diving for her blade, a pair of hands snatched her up and she was looking
into the very angry eyes of Bishop. "Well now, if it isn't the heroic Captain of Crossroad Keep". "What do you want"? She asked him trying to break
free of his grip. "It's been a very long journey and you, my dear Captain, have been ignoring me". He said with a sneer. "Stop it Bishop", she
replied, "I haven't lain with anyone during our travels, as you well know". "Yes, I know", he said in a serious tone, "I've missed you Khy". "We
will arrive at the keep in a few days", she said trying to locate her clothes, "There will be time then". "There's time now"! He said pulling her close.
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"Bishop", she shouted, struggling against him, "It's cold and I am not lying in the mud"! "No problem". He said as he removed his leather armor and
then slipped in her arms. The jacket was warm from his body heat and smelled of wood smoke, and tanned leather. He grabbed her shoulders and
slammed her against a large tree. Khy could hear the loud thud of her head hitting the trunk and for a moment, everything blurred. Bishop had his
breeches down as he pressed against her and fondled her breasts. It took her a few minutes to clear her head and to realize what was happening. She
felt a deep stirring as he suckled each breast while she kept attempting to dissuade him from his outdoor rendezvous. His hand found her vertical smile as
he began to rub the center of her flower with great agility. Her knees began to buckle from the brisk yearning that overwhelmed her senses. She
moaned as the tiny trickles of fire raced through her and felt him cover her mouth with his. Bishop reached through her legs and grabbed her
buttocks with his hands as he spread her legs while raising her up. He supported her lower back as he forced her down upon his throbbing shaft.
Khy shrieked from the powerful invasion as Bishop began to thrust deeply into her unfathomable moist well. His penetration went deeper still, as
he plunged faster and faster filling her with his rigid manhood. She felt new delights tease her as she moaned louder and began to rake her nails
across his shoulders. Bishop groaned with the pain and pleasure of the intense driving and kissed her hard. The passion quickly mounted as they
came closer to the explosion of the fulfillment they sought. "Fuck me harder you bastard"! Khy yelled as Bishop smiled and rammed his inflamed rod
into her with all the strength he had. "Oh gods"! Khy screamed when she felt the powerful waves of blazing emotion seize her as Bishop cried out
her name. She could feel every nerve tingle as the shuddering continued past his last stroke. He was breathing hard as he tried to kiss her and then
drop her legs to the ground. Khy could not stand as he held her up until she could stop shaking. "I told you that I missed you". Bishop said as they held
each other under the moonlight.
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They all remained at the keep for a few days as all of the new recruits trickled in and began to settle. Zhjaeve urged Khy to begin the journey to
the ruins of Arvahn where they would find aid against the King of Shadows. She acquiesced to her request and began preparing for the long
expedition along with her companions. "My dear girl", Sand said as he waved her over to his room, "I have a gift for you". "A gift", she asked, "That is
not necessary Sand". "Yes, my dear, it is". He said handing her a cloth wrapped package. She opened the present and her eyes grew large with the
wonderment of the beautiful new armor. The suit was a silvery gray color, just a shade darker than her hair and weighed almost nothing. It looked
as though it would cover her entire body and it laced up the front with thin silver cords. Tears formed in her shining eyes as she embraced the wise
sage and kissed his cheek. "I have taken the liberty to enchant the garment with a number of enhancements". He told her and then mentioned that
Kistrel had assisted in its creation. She sprinted down the steps that led to the lower level of the keep and ran toward the very large arachnid. She
thanked Kistrel and stroked his large head telling him how much she appreciated the wonderful gift. The massive spider then presented her with an
amazing blue cloak. Khy was besieged by the generosity of her new friend and began to cry. Kistrel clicked and buzzed as Sand and Elanee walked into
the room. Elanee explained that Kistrel had spun the fabric for the armor and cloak, while Sand enchanted the items with powerful spells. "It can not be
cut by a blade", Sand said, "But is vulnerable to arrows". "I shall treasure these always". Khy told them and ran off to her quarters to put on the
new apparel.
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Neeshka and Shandra barged into Khy's room as she was beginning to undress. They wanted to help her to get into the new clothes and
Neeshka wanted to give her a new pair of boots. "Come on Khy", Neeshka said, "Take off your clothes". Finally, after much tugging and lacing, Khy
stood before her two friends in the complete attire. The armor fit tightly and conformed to her body as a second skin. The outline of her curves were
well enhanced by the silk-like fabric as it molded around her hips and breasts. "That's almost obscene". Shandra said as Khy slipped the cloak around
her shoulders. The soft black boots that Neeshka had given her went well with the armor and were charmed too. Khy felt as though she was not
wearing anything at all due to the nature of the thin material. When she walked into the great hall, Casavir dropped his shield as he stared at her
voluptuous form. Bishop yelled, "What in the nine hells are you wearing"? He then admired how the protective covering shaped itself around each
cheek of her ass and each of her large breasts. "I can live with it". He said smiling. "My lady", Casavir whispered, "It makes you look more naked
than being unclothed". "If you are uncomfortable Cas", she said, "I'll change". "No", he replied, "But I'll find it very hard to divert my attention
to anything else".