He was always proud of you. When we took him to Greece for his final days, he’d tell the cousins ‘My Petalouda Mikro, she a QUEEN! They call her K...missa, but she really queen! But don’t you go bugging her for stuff. She busy, she gots the queening to do.”Helena’s patented “Delighted-to-Meet-You” smile changed to a genuine one as she mingled and gave the people she spoke to the same subtle commands.“I fucking love you, Master.” Came Helen’s response, still in Greek. “I wouldn’t even know HOW to. “Don’t worry Mrs. Morgan, I’ll take real good care of her”.“I’m sure you will, and please, enough with the Mrs. Morgan, you are making me feel like an old lady. You can call me Sylvia”, she replied.“I don’t think that anyone could ever think that you’re an old lady Sylvia”, I said openly, almost forgetting where I was and whom I was talking to.I was awoken from my slight daze when Cindy walked in the room and told me she was ready to go.“Thanks again for the beautiful meal Sylvia”, I said as I. Jill made a great meal that night, and the three of us dined with an expensive bottle of wine that Mark had brought with him. I noticed Mark checking out Jill on a number of occasions as she seductively paraded herself around him like she was back in college. I could see by the look on Mark’s face that he knew something was up, and that he wasn’t just invited over for the sake of dinner. After dinner, the three of us sat down in the living room while sipping on another bottle of wine in front. ?" Oh yes, sorry, forgot to mention those. She has quite a collection – loves the early Victorian ones, with the bulbous curved top – fits right up my....Oh I'm sorry, am I embarrassing you doctor? Anyway she always rips the crotch out my body stocking thing, leaving my cunt all exposed to the cool air, and shoves her favourite truncheon up my arse. She promised to remove it carefully, if I can keep it in for at least two shags. She radios in our position, and 5 minutes later half the f0rce.