" She put her mouth to my ear and whispered."I'll do it for you again, Stockings, high heels and nothing else. Don't resist." I had no doubt about tha....I was still interested in why she had hesitated about divorce."Terry had some papers that incriminated my Father in a Tax Fiddle. I don't know how he got them but said that Dad would go to prison for quite some time if the Revenue got to know about it. He also told me that he would ruin my face if ever I tried to leave. He would make sure that. The story of the scar was fantastic but believable. “It was early on when things were just getting dicey in Fallujah…” I sat across from him spell-bound by the story, growing accustomed to his face, a truly handsome face in spite of the scar, perhaps even more so because of it. I don’t know when he had me. It may have been when he first stood at the table to meet me, looking so damn good in the sport coat, but most assuredly it was when he told me the story of his scar. Oddly he was injured. ’ She sat next to him and took his cock in her hand, slowly stroking it as she placed the palm of her hand on his cheek. She leaned in before she spoke, her lips just shy of touching his. ‘We only have half a day left here on our own,’ she whispered softly, tugging on his hard penis. Jacen leaned back more, giving Star room to swing one leg over his waist and slowly straddle him, her hand still stroking him up and down. ‘I wanted to show you something very special, something extremely. " Countess," Tanda reminded Judy."Countess," Judy agreed. "Will I ever be free from the fear that some morning someone will kick me awake and it will be you?" Only if you don't train your guards well," Tanda said. "Very well." Tanda paused and laughed. "Perhaps you are right to worry."The two traded grins.Two men came in the antechamber the two women labored in, unescorted. The oldest was about forty. He reminded Judy of Tuck, although his eyes said he was probably a nobleman and born to it..