. . I apologize for the lapse in stories, readers. I have a few in the works now, and I promise to post them as soon as possible. Please enjoy! I may ...ave a betrothed, but that does not stop me from wanting freedom . . . There is very little that can compare to the crowds during Carnivale season on Sin Street. Shrouded in a bedazzled mask of scarlet and black, I delicately thread my way through the drunken revelers. My two bodyguards brace the path in front of me, insurances from my betrothed. Well, this affair started on a day like any other; with the siblings bickering as they got ready for studies. I was not feeling at all well though and ignored their banter; leaving it all for Laura to handle. She packed them off before heading to work herself. Then I left for work feeling even more under the weather with some bug I’d picked up.However, about midway through my morning shift, I started to lose my voice! Being useless without my ability to speak, I was relieved of duties.I. I wouldn't want anything to be initiated by us, but if they want it and ask for it, don't turn them down. Ahhh… hoo… " "You going to wear it out trying to make up for lost time! You'd like it if Sam woke up, caught you, and then wanted me to pull over so I could fuck her? How do you think she'd like it. On her back with her legs push up to her chest or doggy style? " Mike was trying to watch the road and Ruth as she came. His comments on Sam just added to her orgasm as she struggled to be. "You okay now?" He asked softly.'Oh, he looks soo good' she thought, with his some how long hair, each strand in a separate way. His eyes so dark, that should could have sworn they were black if she didn't know their real color. She couldn't see what he was wearing but he smelled so good that she inhaled deeply forgetting the fact that his eyes were inches away from her, watching her closely.Thia felt his body tense when she did that. He closed his eyes immediately, but before that Thia was.