"Catrine's family, your family," she corrected herself, "is of nobleblood. That is why there is something so special about you," she saidstill stroki...g his now blonde hair."The Empress has been very worried about you, as have I. In fact,another strange thing seems to have happened. You must have releasedmore than just Tor. Each of us in the room was affected. Each of us hasa much stronger bond to you then before. Marta threatened to resign ifwe didn't allow her to be your personal. I let go of the railing and slid my hands up the front of her dress cupping her breasts and she bent forward slightly pushing her butt tight against my hardening cock. She began move shifting her weight from leg to leg, grinding her butt into me, almost dancing. I looked around and we were alone and I could see in the parking area there were no other vehicles but mine. So I let my hands slide down and then up under her dress, feeling the silky smoothness of her skin prompted her to spread her. It was cheesy and kind of misogynistic, but the target audience of young men ate it up. An elderly man bumped into Mitch from behind, muttering about the Trilateral Commission, which roused the writer from his reverie. Mitch blinked in the sun as he came out of the post office. It was a lovely late spring day in downtown Minneapolis. The grateful people of Minnesota had shed their cumbersome winter clothing for the brighter and lighter clothes of warm weather. The pink and blue. I followed behind him. My heart raced and was pounding in my chest, I had tunnel vision and could barely think. "Cock, cock, cock" seemed to be the only thing I could focus on.My stranger got in his car parked at the far end of the dark lot. I got in the passenger seat and said, "hi." He said, "hello, handsome. How about you take care of me" and with that he released his seat back, laying back, almost flat. I looked on as he lifted his shirt over his big belly. He was hairy all over his stomach.