CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The quarters of Prince Benson, lot of maidens surrounded him with wines, piece of cakes and other snacks as he choose playfully whose hand to take from, the maidens all giggle at the playful act and stretch their hands further wanting him to take theirs, finally he choose a light complexion whose chest seems to be revealing everything supposedly hidden, he pull her to himself letting his head rest on her chest while the maiden giggle more louder and the others look on enviously 

“Your highness” she called in a seducing voice and wrap her hand round his head pulling them closer to her bosom, in response the Prince hug them tightly feeling the warmness on his cheek 

“good silver!” he remarked “you have such a big b**b” he said raising his head to have a fill of them in his hands, he squeeze them happily and the maiden look more happier than he is, she giggled more and push in for more touch

“Aren’t you ashamed to