.. they have an axe to grind.”“Axe?”“Grandfathers.”“Ah ... I see.”“You could even have elections ... what?”“They’ll buy their wa... in.”“Maximum of three months between start to finish... 11 hundred dollars limit on campaigning expenditures.”“I’ll give it a think.” She asked, “David? Is the Basilisk ready?”David said. “I stocked the basics, fuel, water, there’s some food ... the batteries are up. Facilities all work. Surprise, the Princess would like a ride. No. Don’t ask her ... are YOU. I can't wait!XoxoxoTrista..................................................She was right; my cock was straining to get hard but to no avail in this cage. I got dressed and as I walked down the hall to the elevator, my balls were already aching. I knew it was going to be a long day when it was still not even noon yet and my balls were already hurting this much. Normally they do not ache as much in the morning, but when I get as riled up as this as soon as I get up, they immediately start hurting. As we made our way throught the flats he spoke about how many tennants were lined up to move in and how popular they seemed, the whole time i was weak at the knees imagingin what was below those pants, the wedding ring on his hand put me off, so i saved the thoughts for back at the hotel that night!. We entered one of the penthouse flats on the top floor with floor to celing windows looking out over a field and tree area, i said how amazing they were, so open yet private at the same time. He. . she was also a sweet-natured, adorable girl who I loved dearly. I found myself staring at her sometimes, utterly amazed at this wondrous being I had somehow created.As for me, I was a still-single mother who still looked good at the age of thirty-six. Always slender, my body was in great shape, the result of eating right and regular exercise. My honey-hued hair was done in a pixie cut, and my eyes were, as a lover once told me, the light blue of a summer morning.I still got my share of.