”“We are,” Andy said, “We have five bedrooms full of the damned things not that we are living together.”“Or having sex,” Sarah sighed.�...Oh cut the crap, just sort him out will you, he can’t be on TV with a giant woody can he?” Charles ordered, “Cluster round look outwards so the Papper-fuckng-nazis can’t see and let Sarah sort him out.”“And if I don’t want to?” Sarah queried.“I’m the fucking king so it’s treason.” he replied.“Good point,” Sarah agreed.They clustered round so no one could see and. "Can I go into Vickie's? My Mom wouldn't let me." Sure, have fun," he said following her into the store, past all the barely dressed manikins in frilly underclothes."Oh, look," she said, grabbing his arm. "A bikini sale. Nine bucks. Some of these were fifty or sixty. I saw them in the catalogue. Wow." She rummaged through the tiny suits and found two her size, one black and the other flowered. "Lend me some money?" she asked, looking up at him hopefully."Sure," he said digging out his wallet. ”“Good, then he would know what you’re atempting to do.A couple of weeks went by and she called me into her office. “I’ve got a new responsibility for you. You’re going to volunteer to help at the company picnic. There’s going to be a lot of activities for children. You won’t have to do anything because everything has already been planned and will be handled by professionals. Your assignment is to get your Prince to attend. Use his niece and nephew to catch him.”“How?”“That part is up to. Then I felt his hands reach around for my pants button and tried to unbutton it and pulled down it’s zipper. I reacted but as I was to , David cried a low voice and quickly I was back to comfort him.“What the?” Surprised I said.“Ssshhh,,, David might wake up ,,,,get back to him Nelly” I heard him whisper. Confused which would I attend to , he manage to pull down my pants to my legs then to my knees. He then pulled my panties down too! I thought “Oh my God , make this stop!” as I.