"Thanks, M. Bertuccio," said the count, springing lightly up the three steps of the portico; "and the notary?" He is in the small salon, excellency," ...eturned Bertuccio."And the cards I ordered to be engraved as soon as you knew the number of the house?" Your excellency, it is done already. I have been myself to the best engraver of the Palais Royal, who did the plate in my presence. The first card struck off was taken, according to your orders, to the Baron Danglars, Rue de la Chaussee. " Oh do come in" I opened the door and almost tiptoed in feeling quite ashamed of myself...There she stood with her back to me in a teal long satin gown... In an almost demanding tone she told me to sit down, I did as I was told and placed her satin blouse and satin bras on the table. she turned around and faced me, " why were doing that with my clothes" dumbstruck I fumbled to find suitable words and stammered...I-I-I liked the feel of them, and started to apologize profusely, to which she. Monroe, I thought, but taller. Mansfield — ah no, sexier ... she was just every wet dream the golden era of sex goddesses ever produced. And she brought it all over to me — sashaying and smiling as if she knew me.I rose to my feet."Bruce?" she asked in a cloud of perfume and sexy breathing. I then knew who she was. But I discarded the notion at once. It was just not possible."Yes," she said. "It's me."I once more took her in — the hair, the tits, the legs. The glossy, fat lips. And the cool,. "Kiss our Lord, initiate," Merker commanded.Mac was helpless to resist his command, she leaned forward and kissed the Ram full on the lips. She then felt its muscular tongue poke out and push its way past her lips. The large beast was frenchkissing her and she was helpless to stop him. She could feel the large organ poke and prod inside her mouth as it snaked its way deeper into her cavity."Our Lord is pleased, initiate," Merker told her. "Now you must satisfy is lust."Mac felt a hand grasp her.