Having the Duke de Landkur give his approval, was almost as good as having his own commander's approval, which was as it should be.I mounted my horse,...and started back to the main camp with my trusty, but silent, Drebasty riding along. It wasn't that he was rude, it was that his people were silent by nature. I had tried to talk with him before, and while he answered, it was usually a monotone answer, or just a yes or a no.He still did sword practice with me, daily; and I improved dramatically.. Jane was bottomless but still wore her bra. Soon Sue had had her dress removed, and Jane began to take off Sue’s knickers too. Sue had forties style white underwear on, to match her dress. The panties had been full-cut and tightly fitting, but they were now discarded as Jane made her bend over with her back to her “audience” and place her hands on the bed. Jane ran her hands over Sue’s bottom and rubbed down between her legs, as Sue opened them for all to see. Jane got hold of each of Sue’s. Can you do that?” The calm, controlled assurance in her voice was comforting. I nodded and picked up the holdall. “Wait, I need your surname and address to find your records.” I gave her my details and then sloped off to rectify my crime. I re-stacked the bonds and wiped down ever surface I could remember touching and a few I was fairly sure I hadn’t. Thank god I hadn’t damaged the vault breaking in. I’d just used a substantial bribe to get the code; a further advance from Mr The Fist’s. Should he survive, Rodney,he would be the man running the show when his own Uncle died. At least,that's what Rodney thought. "What's up Joey?" You've been workin' real hard around here lately," he said and smiled."You noticed?" Rodney asked smiling, obviously pleased. "I see things... I always see what's going on around me Rod." "Good. I'm glad I'm making you proud Uncle Joey." Proud? Proud is such a weak word for what I'm feeling." He got up,still smiling. His movements were slow and casual..