..for today, and as soon as this woman had fallen asleep he wouldsneak out. Just had to...relax...and go with whatever this woman wasthinking."Just do...'t let her know you can think." Markus made the slip of lettingsome of his internal thoughts be broadcasted to Alex."What...who said that?"Markus was silent.Alex opened the front door, slamming it shut behind her. Withoutskipping a beat she stepped upstairs into her own moderately sizedbedroom. It was by all intents a rather unimpressive place,. “Mon dieu, merci beaucoup,” breathed the queen as she was freed from the incarcerating chest guard. She didn’t even bother reaching for it as the frilled, white, and hateful accessory clattered to the plush carpeting of her chambers. Had she not been wearing a light, unstructured bra beneath the pile of misery on the ground, she would’ve shown off her royal knockers to both of her upright manservants when she turned around to wrap either arm around their necks. Noémie sighed, then all but. I was about to close it, but decided to snoop around a little.As I scrolled through, I saw typical stuff like Facebook, our bank website and his email. Pretty boring stuff.Just before I closed it out, I noticed a strange site at the bottom of the page. It looked like it was in Russian so I thought I would click on it and check it out.WOW!Apparently my dad has a thing very young non-nude models! (That’s what I learned they were called later on) They weren’t super young. Some of them even looked. Maria got out of the car and I followed, getting out while Dorian opened the trunk for my bag. While Dorian ran through a quick tour of the house, Maria made lunch. After sitting in the kitchen eating up the sandwiches she had made. They told me when the other kids would be home from school and then sent me off to my room to unpack. After unpacking I laid down on my bed, tucking my hands under my head. I laid there and thought for I don’t know how long. About my parents, my Uncle, how on his.