It just wasn’t my day. I went inside and got in line for the tellers. When I got to the front, I explained, “I don’t know what’s wrong, but yo...r machine isn’t reading my card.”She smiled and said, “Sorry about that. The machine has been doing that all morning. If you give me your card, I’ll be happy to help you.”“Thank you.” I handed her my card.That was when everything went to shit!“EVERYBODY! DOWN ON THE GROUND! DOWN ON THE GROUND! GET DOWN! GET DOWN!” BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!The sound of gunfire. They sat silently for a long while, enjoying the atmosphere and each other’s company and Gale wondered if he’d died and gone to heaven. The sound of her glass meeting the table startled him and she gently pushed him forward, sliding out from behind him. He watched as she padded across the carpeted floor, clicked a few buttons on the stereo, then moved to a spot in front of the fireplace, gazing at him. The song began with a guitar solo, then Roberta Flack’s mellifluous voice, singing ‘The First. They actually name the current monarch, but they don’t name you. They don’t even mention the government or the prime-minister. Just the crown and the queen. By name.”Thorn’s face had darkened as he was told this. “Beatrice is still opposing me,” he hissed. More to himself than to Boase. After all, it was ‘well known’ that the previous queen had been to numerous Bilderberg conferences. He glared at Boase. “Why didn’t Evans do anything about that?” he asked angrily.Boase shook his head. “I don’t. You're welcome back any time.”Allison put away her notepad and shouldered her bag. “Good to know. I might stop by to do a follow-up once your new services begin.”“My dear, I have no doubt you'll be back.”Jessica waited for the young woman to disappear from view, her cock twitching below the thick rubber of her skirt. Being naked in the full latex habit drove her wild and it had been an effort to maintain her composure, especially after her rubberized assistant had entered the room like the good.