The Sicilians, as nice as they may seem, are still gangsters and not people to be messed with. I think we’d all be better off without your Dad. He�...s an absolute sleaze and chased my ass constantly until I threatened to crush his nuts if he ever touched me again.” I felt so inspired by what I’d learned that I wrote the prologue for my diary over the rest of the morning. During our room-service lunch Jillian suddenly blurted out, “Over the three years I’ve spent with your aunt, I developed a. .As we traveled down the road I fantasized about her while she sat next to me in the passenger seat, smelling her coconut hand lotion and the faint smell of her perfume, her black pumps, black nylons, her light blue dress settling between her thighs, her brown hair, teasingly showing from beneath her white bonnet, the long white ties of her bonnet laying over her breasts. The seat belt stretched tight between her tits, emphasizing them. They were perfect. My cock throbbed and strained against. She knew that her former Spokeswoman had no control over her. She despaired that her lover could do anything to extract her. As for the Prime Minister, it was apparent that his kindliness was totally deceptive, because has he wanted to stop the transfer, he could have done so. She was at the Grand Duchess’s residence because he had allowed it. Anyhow, the Prime Minister didn’t matter, because he would be out of office soon enough. What Maria Elena had forgotten, however, was her conversation. The maid’s uniform was too big, but I planned to take off the dress right away. I had brought my own corset and stockings, and they fit very well. Mary helped me put the wig on, and after I’d donned the mask, I really looked like a different person. I couldn’t wait to fuck the guys I worked with!! Mary said she had some errands to run, so she got dressed. When she was ready to go, she told me to come with her. We walked into the living room, and I almost said.