” I have to get back to my office in Palakkad and write up a full report of the action ... The Seventh Madras Native Infantry will be withdrawn from...securing the temple complex and be replaced by troops from the Coimbatore garrison. The temple is not in my jurisdiction, and from now on the Governor of Coimbatore will be responsible for what happens there.”At first I did not fully take in what he said as my head still ached, but Braygon’s mention of Coimbatore brought a memory to mind. Eloise. Care. What. You. Think. I did not write this story to please you. Arrogance aside, I wrote this story to please ME. This is, admittedly very much not a ‘standard’ or ‘normal’ romance story, true. But, that being said, as the author, I reserve the right to do what I damn well please with it. While I adore and cherish positive feedback and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism, I have no need for unappreciative comments and will simply dismiss them out of hand. I’ll not censor you if you wish to comment. I was getting turned on I tried to keep from cumming. I could feel my balls tighten. I whispered “I’m Going to cum soon!” he took my cock deep in his hot wet mouth working his tongue on the bottom of my cock. I was going to blow my load, I pushed my cock deep thru the hole and felt the back of his throat, shoot my cum down his throat. He continued suck my cock milking every drop. My knees began to buckle had pulled back my cock. He sucked the gland and gave it a kiss. He whispered “That is a. ”Wishes smiled smugly at me, she knew she had me on the last point. I would do anything she wanted me to do if it would make her happy, if it would bring out that musical laugh and her amazing smile.“Ok but why do we have to buy something new to wear, I have plenty of stuff to wear upstairs.”“I know I helped you unpack it, the trouble is it’s all everyday wear, nice but not special. We are going out and getting you an outfit that screams “look at me, don’t you wish you could fuck me!””I giggled.