I would wash the sheets and blankets also. This might not seem right but I needed to get the smell of Lydia out of the room. I loved her very much, bu... now she was gone and I had to go on with my life. I even changed the room around so it would look different when I walked into it.I got dressed and headed to the police station. I kept a small notepad in my vest pocket to jot down any information or leads. I was going to do nothing for the next week but track down leads and try to get some. We know I can't get her pregnant, but her body doesn't. It wants my seed, and is doing all it can to get it. I pull out to keep from cumming, waiting a couple of minutes to cool down. I lean down, and we kiss again. Picking her up, I turn her over. She is so light. I pull her hips up to me, positioning her on her knees, with her face down on the pillow. She looks back at me waiting. I line my cock up, and push back into her. "Fuck me. Make me cum again!" She moans. With my hands holding her. She in turn said that, “Hodges, may be a good stud, but he`s not the sort to inflict pain on anyone, and Bessy doesn’t wish to frighten him off, in fact she has said, as a couple, its early days yet, though she`s hopeful he will ask for her hand soon!” he smiled, then said, “yes well I have been thinking about that, it`s obvious they are in love, and my old rooms over in the east wing would make better accommodation for them as a couple, in fact if we moved Mary into one of the lower rooms too. Maybe that's a good thing. Maybe I can get the chamber maid to let me in? It was probably too early for that option, although she did see the maid's cart down at the end of the row, down by an open door. Maybe I can talk her into letting me in?Olivia sauntered down past the row of doors with their drawn curtains. Yes, that would be ticket, she'd convince the chamber maid she'd been visiting a friend and had left her stuff in the room when she... , when she what? What good excuse did she have.