She lifted one breast out of its confinement and kissed the nipple, running her tongue around it, sucking then gently biting it, enjoying the sudden r...sulting deep thrust of Maggie’s fingers in her cunt. ‘You have a magnificent rack, Officer Graves,’ said Suna. Maggie shivered as the thief continued to tease her nipple. She pressed the statue hard against Suna’s clit and the smaller woman flung her head back, gasping for breath. The law officer dropped to her knees, her head between Suna’s. His name was Cartwright and he wore the rank of a one-star General on his shoulders. Mike wondered how such a travesty could have occurred in the military services but chaos makes for strange happenings. It was obvious that this immature General considered Mike and his unit to be deviating from the "talking points" of the higher headquarters and he had no patience for insubordination of any kind even if the supposed errant unit was highly decorated and successful in the post-debacle operations. Can I get something to drink?" She made a try at playing the game she found herself in. "Master." Yes, you may." He chuckled to the sound of pouring water. "But I am not your master. I am a mere servant." A servant?" Yes." He paused a moment, then continued, "of the Queen." The Queen?" Yes."He sat on the bed next to Maggie, causing the mattress to sag in his direction. She felt his hand over her wrist undoing a knot. When the rope came loose, he grasped her wrist with one hand and held it. With. They ate and drank and communed together to accompany Fadi to this next phase. The partying was wild and fun. Fires blazed at nightfall.The Queen-Mother was busy with the other senior members of the town figuring out who would be the next chief. She put forward her grandson, the eldest c***d of her daughter. Leadership passed matrilineally in this society. The body and the blood came from the mother. The soul came from the father. This told the Akan that c***dren were most closely related to.