“I want something from you, Amelia. You do it for me and I will tell the guards to let you go…that there was a mistake. The king never has to know...you were here.” Her eyes narrowed when Amelia said nothing. “Think of your uncle and your brother. What would they do if you were hanged? Your uncle would drink himself to death and your brother would starve.”“Heartless bitch.” Amelia growled beneath her breath and Nicolette raised one perfectly shaped brow.“You do have a choice.”“What do you want me. ”“Maybe just lightly scorched.” She reached up and softly touched my cheek, her fingers sliding down to my neck before she pulled her hand away.“What happened to all that other stuff you told me on the phone, that crap about you being a better person, how much you’d changed?”She looked hurt, a look I’d put on her face too many times in the past and something I’d promised myself I wouldn’t do again. “I’m sorry, Kaitlyn, but I’m sort of twisting in the wind here. Help me out.”“I have changed,. If I take it all off I'll feel like a little girl, so I leave that strip." Believe me Joanne, no one could ever mistake you for a little girl. You look absolutely beautiful," I said as I lowered my head and licked her cunt from top to bottom."Jim, this isn't fair. Get those off," she said pointing to my underpants. I stripped them off in one motion, throwing them to John who had moved closer to the bed to get a better view. My underpants landed on his head, interrupting his massaging of his. Oh, and his head was covered by a green beanie that I'd felt like a fool wearing last year when he gave it to me. Because I had to wear each present for the rest of the day or he'd be heartbroken.Mom and Dad had already gone to the airport to pick him up. There was a pancake house near the airport that served green pancake syrup every St. Paddy's Day, and they'd made it a point to have breakfast on the way back from the airport every year for the past ten. They took their time, and more likely.