"He warned me that I might be, I hadn't thought of it at the time but if I am then I can truly be happy." Lana said almost in a whisper. "I have to te...l my mother! She has to know! I have to go and..." I can tell her Lana," Evelyn said walking up behind Lana, " you need to rest, the next few weeks are going to be hard on you."Lana just nodded going back to the bed, an even bigger smile on her face, she was carrying Jonathan's baby!Lady Vishnew was going over finances, she'd missed her daughter. There was Tom Wilshire, standing right in front of me. He had something in his hand that he held out. He looked at it, and then put it in his jacket pocket.I was looking at a man several years older than I was. He looked to be in good shape and was about the same height as I was. We stood there, looking eye to eye. I caught the motion of Courtney moving off to the side of the room."Hello, Tom. I was just asking Courtney here to arrange a meeting between us," I said, a bit unsure of myself now. ‘Is that the best you can do?’ she said letting the robe slip off her shoulders as she took a few steps toward him. He could easily see the outlines of her stiff pink nipples jiggling underneath the lace. ‘I would think that a great writer such as Jonathon Myers could come up with something a bit more inventive than that.’ Her hands reached out toward him as she neared, one slipping up around his neck while the other rested lightly on his chest. ‘I don’t suppose,’ he began as his hands eased. That could have been her a moment ago. She could have been forced to have her mouth full of the slave's ass. If it wasn't for Mistress showing up when she did. "Keep that plug in there. Taste it. Taste your fucking ass, slave. Tastes like misbehaviour, doesn't it?" Mistress asks. The slave struggles to talk with the large metal device in her mouth. She gags slightly as she swallows her juices in order to speak. "Yes Mistress!" She manages, through the plug. "It better. Now come with me.".