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

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

... younger more beautiful version of Edna which probably meant she was her and the bartender’s daughter. Rosalie continued to pull the tub while I admired her behind until she had it on the other half of the room. “Now to pour in the hot water” She said as she struggled to lift up the iron barrel she brought in earlier. “Wait, Rosalie let me help you with that.” “Nonsense, I always do this.” I grabbed her by her shoulders and looked into her eyes. “Please, I insist I help you.” She shyly looked down and nodded her approval. I grabbed the barrel like tub and lifted it up with ease. I thought it would’ve been much heavier but it was as light as a feather for me. Surprised with my own strength I poured the water into the larger tub. A few seconds later it was three quarters full. I looked at Rosalie “There we go. We are done.” She looked up from the floor and said “Not quite mast… I mean Adrian. Let me go get the rest of the water.” “You mean there is more.” She simply nodded as she headed outside. Without saying anything and without her noticing I followed her to the other edge of the floor. She opened the door to what looked like the place where they heated all the water. A large fire in the middle with a stand above it to heat the water. There was already another barrel of hot water over the fire reaching a simmer as she entered. “Is this the rest of the water?” I asked. Startled she looked back at me “What are you doing here? “ “I just came to help” “You are our guest. You ...

... mustn’t tire yourself.” “Don’t worry. It isn’t tiring at all.” I said as I went over to the tub. “Watch out it’s hot.” She shouted as I grabbed it. Too late, in my rush to assist her I had already grabbed it by the sides. Surprisingly I didn’t feel any heat from it. I knew I forgot my memories but I was pretty sure I didn’t forget how things felt. I still remembered what hot and heavy felt like. But for some reason I didn’t feel them. “Don’t worry Rosalie, I’m used to this.” I said thinking this must be the only explanation as I carried the tub instead of pulling it back to my room with Rosalie following in my lead. Once inside she closed the door behind me and told me to place the new water by the larger tub. I placed it down and waited for her to leave. She on the other hand didn’t leave. “Can I help you with anything else?” I asked. “Ahh, I’m supposed to help you with yer bath. Meaning help you with everything till the end.” She said coyly. “That won’t be necessary Rosalie. I think I can wash myself” I smiled back at her. “I know master I mean Adrian… but my father said it has already been generously paid for by Lady Elaine. 5 gold coins for 3 days of hospitality is a lot and he would scold me if I didn’t give you the best service.” She pleaded. I tried to tell her no but she insisted “If we keep arguing about this then the water will get cold. Please Adrian let me assist you, it’s the least I could do.” I gave up and took off my top and threw it to the bed. Once I was done ...