Such was the way of the grand palace.The marriage council took a liking to you and passed you forward one step higher. You met the Emperor late one mo...ning in the spring several years ago. His skin was a stark pale white and he had a short grey beard which was notably fuzzy. You're still split if the most noticeable thing about him was his beer belly or his sky blue eyes. He was known to be handsome, nay - beautiful in his younger days. He was just an old man by the time you got your chance. ‘Craig?’ I heard from the bedroom, as I closed the front door. I set the pastry box down on the kitchen counter. ‘Yes, Moira?’ ‘Will you come here, please?’ ‘Nothing would please me more.’ She was sitting up in my bed, her hair a wild mass of enticing curls. She held the sheet to her chest with one hand. The way it draped over her luscious curves stopped me dead, my eyes almost escaping their sockets. ‘I woke up and you were gone and I was cold,’ she said sadly. She noticed my bug-eyed. It had once been in the middle of a good size cattle ranch but most of the land had been sold off over the years. ‘I’m Sam Reybern Mr. Lowell,’ the young man answered. ‘I work for National Geographic Magazine.’ ‘National what? Oh yeah, that’s the magazine with the pictures of the natives with no clothes on.’ The old man laughed hard and then coughed for a several seconds. ‘Seen them pictures a time or two.’ ‘We do print pictures of other things sir. You know landscapes, cities, vegetation and…’. The white lace push up bra, keeping everything where it should be and giving her the lift she needed, was perfect. Slightly see through, it went well with the thin white off the shoulder blouse, which was also quite see-through, and open to show just the right amount of cleavage. Once she stepped into the pair of four-inch heels, adding to the tone of her calves and buttocks, the outfit was complete.Flicking her straightened, newly dyed, blonde shoulder length hair seductively across her neck,.