Such was the man whose carriage had just now stopped before the Count of Monte Cristo's door. The valet de chambre announced M. de Villefort at the mo...ent when the count, leaning over a large table, was tracing on a map the route from St. Petersburg to China.The procureur entered with the same grave and measured step he would have employed in entering a court of justice. He was the same man, or rather the development of the same man, whom we have heretofore seen as assistant attorney at. Casey had been acting strangely quiet. He looked over at me. ‘Hey Sean?’ He said slowly. He picked at his finger nails.‘Yeah?’ I replied. He hesitated.‘Have you… Never mind…’ He said. I looked at him. ‘What Casey? You can ask me. I won’t judge you, man.’He glanced at me. ‘Have you ever, you know, thought about, um, doing stuff,’ He gestured to his cock, ‘With other guys.’ He seemed really nervous. ‘Maybe a few times. Why?’ I tried to make it not awkward.‘I was just wondering, if. She asked if I was ready to go shopping. I said yes, she could pick me up any time she was ready. She told me she was downstairs and that I should meet her there. I walked out the front door and she waved me over to her vehicle. It was a car called an SUV she explained, after I told her it was a nice car. She asked me what I needed in the way of clothes. I told her everything except boots. She laughed at that, and we left. We went to a clothing store and she helped me pick out some. “mmmmmm, always so good” she moaned. “yes it is…..well we’ve got to get down to the club before your husband suspects anything, he told me to have you there like 40 minutes ago” I said getting up beginning to get dressed. “relax sweetie, you worry too much” she kissed me and went into the bathroom and got dressed. “Where have you two been, everyone is already here” William said as we entered the local country club. It was really just a place where old rich pricks come to brag about how much.