Her mind spun. Did he mean spanking me? No way. He flipped open his ticket book and started writing. She thought about losing her license. Having to ...ell her boss she couldn’t drive anymore. Would he fire her? “Please, sir. Isn’t there another way?” “I’m afraid not. You’re a habitual speeder. Eight tickets in the last year? And how many have you talked your way out of?” She didn’t want to answer that. She tried another smile up at him, but felt how weak it was. He stopped writing. “It’s. I have put that matter in hand already. This is another. They happen to coincide but it is chance. If you cannot help then I shall not be upset. Let me explain. You see the man on his knees beside the Chair of the Council?”“Yes. He performed well this evening. A talented juggler, I recall. And now it seems as though he is an able fellow when it comes to providing a soothing foot massage. Although, from the complaints our good Chair makes about her feet as a result of squeezing them into those. The audience continued.Justice was dispensed.Boyar Krillich was rewarded with estates in Poland whilst three rebellious Nobles from the south were consigned to hard labor in Ekaterinaburg. After an hour of displaying her Majesty for all the attendants of her court, Catherine signaled that the audience was at an end. Concealed behind her white makeup she did not betray the sudden feeling of lust that was sweeping over her body like a red tide. Her hand strayed again to that coin.Her body was. The guys were typing all kinds of lewd things that were turning her on. Angie stroked her nipples then she pinched them. The teasing pain shot to the tip of her love button, causing it to jump and her pussy juices to flow. Her sensual fingers knew just what to do with her erect nipples. Her desire grew with each touch as she went back to circling her nipples with the tips of her fingers. Every move planed to tease, excite and arouse. With all eyes on her she rolled her eyes back and sent her.