*** Marilyn wrestled with her story over the next few days, working through her writer’s block as she usually did, by going around the project. She ...imply put that story down for a while, and wrote on something else, usually her progressive blog, or some submissions to some publishers she had out, or some of the day-to-day business of the bookstore. The bookstore was merely a front operation, she was primarily an author, one who specialized in lesbian bondage erotica. She had four anthologies. Five days later, coincidentally, on July 1st, Chief Abdubney was sitting in front of his laptop, chatting on Seeme with Scott and his family. “I have a Canada Day and Ghana Day gift for you,” he smiled, standing. A moment later, Monique sat down but didn’t look at them. The Chief could be seen in the background of his office, making several phone calls. She hung her head, avoiding them seeing her eyes.The whole family expressed their heartfelt concern for her, asking why she hadn’t stayed in. " Well, Uncle, that was rather the point of the disguise, wasn't it? No one takes too close a look at a noblewoman's mercenary bodyguard." He smiled and embraced the Bann warmly, and Teagan relaxed slightly. I stepped back in, speaking before Theron got fully back into King mode."So I apologise, my Lord, for the deception, but it was the best way we could come up with to safeguard Theron, now that Loghain is angling for the throne. He dislikes the necessity of hiding his existence, but we have. Payton grew tired of just standing around, and we sort of hooked up this morning.”“Are you being serious right now? I find that difficult to swallow, dear cousin, and there’s not much that I won’t swallow.”“Emma opened my bedroom door, and she saw us together. She didn’t look very happy.”“I’m not surprised. Did your sister see the size of your cock, and was she impressed? Did she faint?”“I didn’t see her reaction. Payton was on top of me, and she was moving up and down pretty fast. Emma must.