He was wide-hipped and carried a fat bottom, that every girl secretly envied him for. To him it was natural and never once thought of it as a sexual o...gan to entice a lover. After all, it was women who had the fat bottoms that people liked, not guys. He was not aware that men around him stole glances at his gender-defying derrière, imagining spreading open those fat cheeks, plunging their members deep inside and unloading their juices. It would drive some of them wild and had Jamie been ever so. I haven't met a lot."Simon's face swam into focus.The lump in her throat was not caused by the food.Damnit."But you don't?" he asked."No."The conversation continued its awkward way through dinner. Sawyer never asked any questions of substance, and if he tried, they were easily cast aside by short, non-commital answers he did not pursue.In the end, he'd seemed grateful it was over. He'd rushed to his terminal. Found an escape from the strange girl in his room.She'd remained on the couch. Staring. We then scrambled onto the bed as she once more took Maria’s shaft into her mouth I lay between her knees and pleasured her with some delicacy. ‘You are a bad girl.’ Maria’s voice was stern and I looked up, shocked that she should thus speak to a Lady-in-Waiting to none less than our monarch. Imagine then my surprise when her Ladyship replied. ‘I am indeed. I know it well, Miss.’ “Miss”? How could she so demean herself? ‘How shall I deal with such a perverse and ill-behaved lady?’ ‘Verily, I. ."That's very interesting, does he work for a newspaper?"Apparently he didn't, and after a few minutes with me spent making a tactical withdrawal, discovering in the process that it wasn't one of her favourite organisations either, disorganisation more like, and that she only wore the thing because her son had given it to her, she left. But I felt that I had made a mark, and the lady seemed to display some interest.Now I know what some of you younger fellows are thinking, hells teeth mid.