I dried myself off and put on a thin dressing gown and then waited for my lover to ring."Hi, babe," he said his voice alone making my pussy wet."Hi, y...urself," I replied."Ready for some fun?" he asked."Always," I said with a giggle."Right, put on a pair of thong knics, that wrap around blue skirt that I like and that semi-transparent blouse and I'll pick you up in fifteen minutes," he ordered."Ok," I agreed and giggled again.I rushed to find the things he had mentioned and I was just finishing. Not because I trust you, I know you, Feya. Nyome is right, you want to rule, and your schemes and plans are a web of lies. The thing is, I am not scared of you. I am scared of Chaos; she is so much scarier than you are. Your plans have awoken her before, and Atyseos, our home, lies in shambles because you did. We sent her to sleep, but I fear you woke her up again. I’ll fight for you, and when the war is over and the winner wears a crown, I will be happy, because I know it’s only you. Chaos. Where was his name? It wasn't there. Hedidn't even give a good enough performance to even be cast as an extra.With dismay, he looked over at the crew list. Only the geeks ever were on thestage crew. He didn't even want to look. He did anyway. There was his name,next to lighting. Oh boy, why even bother? Oh well, at least, one way oranother, I'll be part of the action.When he got home that night, his mother asked him what part he got. He justwent to his room and angrily slammed the door shut and. Until she and I entered the hotel suite, your wife would be in public places with me at all times to assure her sense of safety. They would, however, be romantic places, to boost her seduction. As her cuckold, you would bear the pain of your wife’s seduction. My fantasy was based upon deeply enticing your wife and not one of her handed to some man she was expected to please in order to please her husband. My fantasy was about romance and lovemaking because I believe romance trumps fucking.