I will give him his due; he manfully stifled his aversion to female flesh and tried to do his duty and produce an heir. He stiffened the sinews and su...moned up the blood, as the Bard of Avon put it, but unfortunately the blood Jarvis summoned up did not adequately stiffen the sinew required for procreation, if you take my meaning. His diffidence to fully take part in the activity required to achieve fertilisation, namely the preparation of the female by use of tongue and fingers – and anything. She had begged me numerous times to attend the silly thing and I had finally broken down and given her permission and a ticket I had procured from P.C. Anderson that had, no doubt, been gotten as some sort of bribe for an official favor.Mrs. Mahmoud was a cold fish.She wore a severely tailored business suit and huge black rimmed glasses that made her plain unpainted face look even more depressing than if she had been wearing traditional attire. Her waist was a bit thick and her hips were at a. ': she stopped mid-sentence as she looked at my stocking clad legs. ' .. if you'd like me to make some proper coffee for the meeting ..', she tailed off and continued to stare at my legs as a mischievous smile started to play around her lips. She took my hand. 'She's working tonight - your wife I mean - isn't she?'. 'She is', I almost whimpered, now trying to hide another embarrassment working its way up my panties and pushing against the plush dressing gown. 'Well, we've got an hour before the. The moment passed and he laughed a harsh, menacing sound that made her want to turn away."You will be though," he promised Cassie. "It just became my main purpose in life to make sure are." He patted her cheek and turned away. The look in his eyes made her blood run cold."Don't confront him like that," Brian warned her in a whisper. "He's not playing with a full deck, sweetheart."But she'd set her jaw. "The worst he can do is kill me."Brian sighed at her belligerent tone. "No, it's not," he.