I wasn't sure.We were a few miles out of town when she asked me about the blood on my wrist. I didn't remember seeing any earlier, but could have easi...y splattered some of the rogue sergeant's blood on me. I relayed the morning's events to her and gave her the pertinent names that I found."My Lord, you aren't supposed to promote someone else's man to a sergeant. The men are supposed to let the lord know that their leader is dead, and offer a suitable replacement for him to promote."That sounded. He’s already got one of those. But you’ll find all about that soon enough. It’s not that you’ve earned a remission of sentence. Not at all. If it weren’t the fact that I have a special purpose in mind for you, you’d be here another six months at the very least. But I need you to resume your old life. The charity work, the bridge games, the socializing, all that you did before, including attending mass daily, confession weekly and in all things, appearing to be the good Catholic. Do you think. Aaron then guided Miriam back into her bedroom and to the bed. Miriam lay back on the bed and displayed her beautiful neatly trimmed pussy to Aaron. Miriam felt a glow about her and she was now openly proud of her body. She opened her legs and smiled at him leaving no doubt as to her desire; her pussy for his taking."Miriam you are so sexy. I just have to have your pussy again," Aaron said softly. Aaron knelt before his girlfriend's mother at the end of her bed and kissed her from her knee up. She then lay right on him as the two giggled like schoolchildren.As the laughing subsides she rolled off him and they lay looking at the ceiling."What to do today? Anything special?" She asked."The Wall Street and a couple financial weekly's are supposed to be on our doorstep. I was hoping to drink a pot of coffee and sit in the sea air while catching up. You?" Joe quizzed."I want to hit a few of the boutiques and shops close-by to get some souvenirs and maybe some jewelry. I want one of those.