‘Choose carefully your next words, Heiress to the Light,’ The King warned through the fire of his disposition. ‘Some utterances cannot be retrac...ed, nor oaths revoked.’ ‘Then I call upon the very Gods themselves, whom are named the Seyillien, that their witness might give due gravity to the oath which now I swear. Hear me, oh immortal lords of Light and Love, and you, Luthien, whom art their chief and champion! Dark are the times in which we find ourselves, and grim the tasks which befall us,. Its not that , she is just beautiful and reminds me of Amy..thats all.. I kept thinking to myself. Just then my wife walks out of our bathroom and and sees my sitting on our bed with a hard on poking thru my shorts. " My my..was someone peeking?" she said. I froze and got real nervous. Did she see me looking thru Nia's door? " I was rubbin my clit a lil in the shower".."ohhh uhh yea" I mumbled..she then got on her knees and started to suck my cock totally ignoring the fact our door wasnt shut.. He was going to recover from his grief and get on with his plans for stalking and seducing Jerrod. But NOW! Damn! Mr. Bloom’s reading of the will hung over him like the Sword of Damocles!Eric retreated to his room to hide out and wait for things to blow over. He hoped.As he sat at his new laptop playing solitaire and brooding over the sudden turn of events, he remembered the letter Granny Sonya had asked Mr. Bloom to give him. He tore open the envelope hoping her letter would explain everything. His cock rock hard and his balls swollen with desire to possess her. He groans, “Precious…Oh God, I want her!” His thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming to the door. Precious allows Master to lead her to her first lap dance, the guy she gave her panties to as she dances across the top of the bar. She enters the small, fifteen by twenty foot room and notices a small, dimly lit, bar in the far corner with a couple of stools around it. The rest of the room was barely better lit.