He’d just laid it out for them and they were on the precipice of crossing into the final step of their slow-building experiment. Before either Rach...l or Rebecca could respond to his words, Joe quickly undid the button on his jeans and raised his hips off the futon. His movement caused the girls to jump and they quickly stumbled to their feet to stand in front of him. He slid his zipper down with haste. He usually liked to let a girl do it, but he was beyond wasting any more time. His only new. "Ms Morgan is ready for you, now," she said.Getting up, I walked over to the door next to her desk and entered theinner sanctum, wondering how they could afford such opulent offices whenthey charged next to nothing for their services."Ah, Mr Landry," said Ms Morgan, rising from behind her own desk to greetme, "I'm glad you could make it this afternoon."Fay Morgan was the owner and CEO of Camelot Connections, a pale-skinned,raven-haired beauty who radiated confidence and purpose. She was. I… It is no use hiding it. I am gooooinngg… to need Mmmm Max to help mmme when we stop…" The Queen shivered, her eyes closing. She raised her kilt up on one side, exposing all the way up to her hip. There were a few extra straps buckled on top of the Queen's saddle running underneath her, and another around her upper thigh.MacKenna looked at the configuration in confusion, letting it show at she met the Queen's pained gaze. MacKenna was even more confused. The expression looked less like pain. She pulled him to her and kissed him passionately and then pulled away. ‘You know I’ve fallen in love with you, don’t you?’ John smiled and didn’t say anything. She walked over to her sleeping naked daughter and stroked her hair for a while and then woke her. ‘April dear, it is time for bed. Go get a shower and go right to sleep. When you wake you will have forgotten all about this. You will remember that we have a silly blonde house guest and that John and I may need to work on a project.