Realization flooded in and she sat up. There was nothing. Only the whisper of the breeze from the open window. Open? She was sure she had closed it be...ore going to bed.Her lover was gone. What lover? she asked herself. This was madness. Was she losing her mind?Nathan’s dream, or was it a nightmare, came again, stronger than ever. There was one man, his face very familiar to Nathan, who approached very close, never speaking a word, but his accusing glare spoke volumes.He tried to wake up, to end. He was the appointed head of Internal Security and felt quite exposed at the moment. "What are you doing McBride? He has been knighted and has an invitation. Put away that gun now." The gun came down but the urge to kill remained.The man looked at me and said, "You may pass." I might but what is going to happen here? Is the next guest invited by the Prime Minister or our Sovereign going to be harassed, attacked, forced to defend himself and his companions?" He will be disciplined." What about. "Jerk me off while you fuck me ... Harder. Uh-huh. Fuck my ass ... God! Fuck me!" You're not planning on insulting anyone," Ransom said. "Are you? Hmmm ... It would have to be a good one, my Lord. Not many people would demand satisfaction from the Lord High Marshal, not without a very good reason." Ohhhh..." I sighed as my penis grew longer in the doctor's hand, thicker with my arousal and precum spilled across his fingers.He jerked me off in time with his thrusting hips, slapping my ass with. "All coded? Give me a couple of minutes to enter your codes." She swiveled her chair to the computer, typed for a bit, and turned back. "All done." Her legs were no longer crossed because it's really hard to type with crossed legs. She giggled, as if doing something still new, leaned back in her chair, and lifted one leg high, stroking it. I realized that it would be very, very, hard to find legs as elegant as on either of these women, and I'd be damned if I could pick one over the other. Tana.