I have come up with a scenario that I think will be the best foundation for the project,’ Brown said. ‘I can write it up and have it back to you b...fore lunch.’ Still visibly vexed with everything he understood and didn’t understand about Mr. Brown’s plan, Mr. Black agreed. Then he kicked both Gray and Brown out of his office. ————– Mr. Gray knew something was up the moment he stepped off the elevator the following morning. Miss Violet urgently waved him over while trying to complete a phone. I looked down and saw the tiny triangle of lace material covering her crotch. Placing my hands on her knees, I leant in and ran my tongue gently over the lace. She moaned softly in appreciation, encouraging me to go further. I moved my head closer and ran my tongue along her pantie-covered slit, feeling the dampness gathered in them already. I moved my fingers to grip the waistband of her panties but she hissed, “Use your teeth you fucking slut!” and I stiffened. A fucking slut. That was all I. Then I'm kissing your lips and wrapping my free hand around your neck, on tiptoes, pulling you closer. You meet me there, in the middle, surrounded by a dark haze of indecision and need. 'Oh Obie' my heart calls. I don't want you to hate me.We kiss as though after this last exertion we'll have nothing left to give each other. Maybe there is nothing left to hope for once this moment passes? Cities have been lost for less. The surrender makes me whimper and you mistake it for lust, pulling me. Having grown up within the intrigue of the church, she knew it very well indeed, and until now had navigated it without fault or foul.As Gabrielle moved through the halls, her face a thunderhead of barely-restrained fury, novices quailed from her, scattering out of her way. When she arrived at the door to cell, she clawed aggressively at the handle and then slammed it shut behind her. It had to have been that perfidious witch. The king had access to her at all times, and Gabrielle herself had.