" Devlin faded back. "Well, good luck with that. I'm not sure I'd read the book, but it sounds interesting."She wandered over to the buffet table. It ...id sound interesting in a way. She wouldn't have open sex in the halls, but would have a class where everyone could screw. Shared locker rooms, of course, and group showers so everyone could be naked and in close proximity. And if it was socially acceptable to have sex ... Knowing her own capacity, she wondered what it would really be like. Porn. ”“Thanks, your ... ah, Grant.”“Sioux, I may have been declared King, but I don’t accept the Divine Right of Kings, so I’m not Your Majesty, Your Highness, or Your Grace. I’m still Grant. I don’t even like the idea of Lord Maxwell, as I don’t intend to lord over anyone. I don’t want a grand palace or a court of fancy worthless ne’er-do-wells and women who have nothing better to do than gossip. And one last thing, my home will never be called Maxwell House. Now, give my family my love, I’m headed. I said I prefer chilled beer and the conversation went on and on. Well I said that at a particular pub most of the couples get drunk and get engaged in sexual and oral activities. She was like oh ya really? Wow! I plainly asked her what if you get drunk and get horny.She said you are there na to take care of me. I as if dumb asked her ya I am there to carry you home ah? She said you’re my donkey. I knew she was hitting on me.So again I asked what if you get drunk and horny. She bluntly said you. What I was was something elseinstead: A woman who loved being in control.And with a body rippling with muscle, holding down my mate as I begangrinding against his helpless body, I'd never felt so good before. Itfelt so natural.Jake, however, didn't take as well to it. He yelped as I kissed him, heldback his moans as I started licking, teasing, at his tits. He wasresolute in his desire to stay masculine, to keep in control. But I washaving none of that, and I knew just the way to break.