London still bore the scars of the bombing, Shaun noticed. The people went about their business as life slowly returned to normal after what they had ...ndured through the war. Rationing of petrol and food was strictly in place which accounted for the lack of transport on the roads.Shaun booked into the Russel Square Hotel and after a bath made a long distance telephone call to the number Prof had given him in Paris. He had to wait for ten minutes before he was connected to Bobby’s office.“Major. "No Princess. I must never go downstairs. It is forbidden." How long have you been here?" For ten years now, ever since the Countess brought me from Kobekistan," the servant said, backing away from Elinor, remembering the injury and pain she had suffered some ten years earlier."Are you allowed into my bedroom?" asked Elinor, anxious to know more of this virtual prisoner on the upper floors of Stapleford Grange."As the Princess pleases."When they reached Elinor's bedroom she said, "Now sit there. But don't worry we're not going to rip off a layer for each player. All you do is sit on each man's knee in turn, they each have until the ballerina stops to get you worked-up, and they're only allowed to touch you where you say." So if I say no, they won't touch me?" That's the idea. But if you agree to play, you have to agree to start where Bill and Jimmy boy left off. So are you game?"I didn't want to get myself fucked, but I knew if I didn't agree to something like this, then they'd just. "Babe, hold his face with both hands. Make it really passionate. That's it. Show me your tongues touching. Fuck, more! Give me more of that. Don't you love how his beard feels, Michael? That is my favorite part of kissing him."Michael cradled the back of my head, and eased my lips down to his neck, before saying, "I love beards. Bears or my favorite type of men."Now kissing Michael's neck, his sweet, crisp cologne filled my nose. Smells have a way of making me lose myself, and not pay attention.