‘So, I fall into a coma and you dump me,’ I said slowly. ‘Interesting.’ ‘John, I know it feels that way to you,’ Tiffany said slowly. ‘B...t let’s be honestly. We’ve only been dating a few months and Brad…’ ‘That reminds me,’ I interjected angrily. ‘Tell your new boyfriend to expect a visit from me as soon as I’m out of this place!’ ‘Do you really hate me that much?’ Tiffany asked. ‘Not you, him,’ I replied succinctly. ‘I love you. You know that Tiff.’ She looked at me for a moment. ‘If that’s. It was malleable. Controllable. He could influence it. Pieces could be moved, changed. Parts could be altered as needed. He was part of it – but it was also his environment. He could bend it to his will – or break it. Time would tell.He wondered if his breakdown from two days ago had hurt his standing with the Confederacy. With his superiors. He wondered but he didn’t worry. He was who he was. What he was. They could take him or leave him. It made no difference to him. It might even prove to. I told her about my predicament and she agreed to tutor me every alternate day before leaving I asked her why she was tutoring at such a young age and that she could get a good job with fair pay in a college or school. She said that she was in India for a few months only and was going to complete her masters in linguistics in Paris later in the year before leaving I took her cell number and added her on my whatsapp list.Later in the evening she sent me a text via whatsapp. I noticed her display. They would be led to the naked Princess lying in perfect copulation position on the royal bed and urged to poke her royal pussy to their heart's content but not to speak directly to her without permission.The first young man was a Prince in his own right but his family was somewhat estranged from the royal authority because of a land dispute that involved a private tract in serious dispute. His name was Johann and he had only recently lost his own virginity to the daughter of a rich merchant.