As the horse plodded steadily up the road, the black knight held her close against his chest.  He removed his gauntlets slowly and tucked them into the saddle cantle.  His halbered rested in the lance cup.<br/><br/>Bare handed now, he explored her body gently, over her clothing, caressing her slender arms and tiny waist before moving up to find her breasts and massaging them softly through the fabric.<br/><br/>The marching orckin were quickly left behind on the road, though they knew where the rendezvous was.