Protector of the Truth: Part 1 Down No Memories Lane (Edited) - Sex Stories

Protector of the Truth: Part 1 Down No Memories Lane (Edited)

... as she moved towards the stairs. “And tell Rosalie to draw up a bath for each of em. And once you show them to their rooms come down and prepare a nice meal fer em both.” Orson called to her. “Yes my love.” She said as she led us up the stairs to the second floor. We went all the way down the hall to the last 2 rooms. Both rooms were opposite of each other. “This is where you’ll both be sleeping. I’ll have Rosalie get yer baths ready and yer dinner will be brought up to ya right after yer bath.” “Thank you Edna. We are under your hospitality.” Said Elaine gracefully. I also thanked her as she bowed her head and went back downstairs. I looked at Elaine and was about to say something when she raised her finger to my lips “Shh, we will talk tomorrow. For now enjoy the night and see if you can remember anything” she said with a soft tone. “Alright but answer me one thing Elaine. Is my name Ambrose or Adrian?” She smiled at me “Your name is Ambrose son of Magnus. And I am not Elaine. My real name is Sarah.” And yet again, as soon as a question is answered several filled its place. I was just about to ask Sarah why she had lied to the guard but she shushed me again. “Again, we will talk tomorrow. There is much to be said.” She said as she opened her door and walked in. Just as she was about to close the door she poked her head and wished me a pleasant night. I wished her one as well and retreated to my own bedroom. Once inside my room I looked around. There was a large bed big ...

... enough for two people that was raised up quiet high with a window above it and to the side there was a cabinet with a mirror and a rug in the middle of the room and a small wooden table with 4 chairs in the corner. Other than that the room was spacious and empty. I paced around the room trying to remember anything like Elaine or Sarah or whatever her name was, asked me to. I didn’t know if I should trust her. From the start it has all been deceiving others. Was she probably deceiving me as well? I lied on the bed looking to the ceiling asking myself many questions. A few minutes later a light knock on the door brought me back to reality. I opened the door and saw a girl who was not much younger than me outside with quite a large barrel next to her. “Hello master, my name is Rosalie and I’m here to help you with your bath.” She said quite cheerfully. “Good evening Rosalie, come on in and call me Amb… I mean Adrian.” “Yes mas… I mean Adrian.” She said as she pulled the tub with a rope to one of the spacious edges of the room. “Umm, excuse me Rosalie but I think that tub would be too small for me to sit in.” “Do not worry Adrian this is only to fill the actual tub underneath your bed.” She said as she bent under my bed and started pulling out a tub almost as wide and as long as the bed itself. While she was doing that I couldn’t help but notice how nice her backside was. She was about a head shorter than I, and she had a magnificent behind that I couldn’t take my eyes off. She was a ...