Now if she needsa pair of underpants or d chemise or camisole, she must ask myself or MissSimpson." Sir Richard cocked his head questioningly at his s...ster and said, "Do you mean to saythat under her dress, the Princess is errrr....shallwe say... .uhhh..." "Naked?" The Queen answered levelly. "Yes, quite." During this embarrassing discussion of her predicament, the Princess Lesley had not stirred. Like a porcelainstatue, the young noblewoman stood tall and serene in. Jan what are we doing, I asked inquisitively. She didnt answer me she took me into the room and shut the door and flipped the lock on the inside of the door. She moved to the back of the room in front of me. She took her hand a caressed my face gently, and leaned in her lips brushing against mine. I stood very still, as her tongue ran along my bottom lip and then parted my lips. She kissed me softly as her tongue searched earnestly for mine. I gave it to her, as our tongues danced I was aware. Opposite the sofa bed was an entertainment center with a TV, VCR and stereo. Next to the entertainment center there was a doorway. The doorway led to a walk-in type closet and the bathroom. In the far corner across from the kitchen was her bed. It was just a twin bed, but it looked awfully inviting. She had a couple of little bookshelves on the window ledge. Nice, homey, feminine. It smelled good and was so clean. Nothing like the Headquarters where he had to spend day and night. Rico sat down. The Holiday Inn was only a few blocks from our apartment. We'd be a few minutes late, not seeming to anxious, though I was, indeed, too anxious, more from nerves at this point than from excitement, though I was well aware of both.I noticed Sal the moment I entered the bar. He was gorgeous. A dark skinned Mexican man with broad shoulder and thick short hair. His long side burns hinted at a wild side but in his dark blue button up shirt and black tie he looked dapper and sophisticated. Brian.