"Lady, the Prophecy of The Cleric is well known to us. If you truly arethe One, I will do all I can to help you." Thank you, Ambassador," I managed."...ou are welcome, Lady," he said, and took his seat.The feast began. Once again, I found my tolerance for seafood hadgreatly increased, and I actually enjoyed dishes I would have avoidedbefore. Finally it came to an end, and I went to my room to sleep.During the night I had a strange dream of having some kind suctionmachine being attached to my. It'sgetting a little more emotional now and I hope the change to tone isn'ttoo drastic.There isn't a lot of sexualization in this one. Some mention of anatomyand Ian's changes, but otherwise it's pretty tame. As I may have mentionedbefore, I don't really plan my stories out. I like to just write and seewhere my character bring me, so I don't know what the future will hold. Ido intend to have an arcing plot structure, some conflict, and everythingelse they teach you about in English class, but I. We should be all set. Sandy, I think you ought to know what we’ve been talking about. There are going to have to be major work realignments on the shop floor. Over the last few days a junk dealer has been taking away that dead inventory. It’ll mean an asset write-down on the balance sheet, but actually, we’re way ahead. Incidentally, you’ll be getting a big check from the scrap company. We don’t have the final numbers, but they’ve been hauling it out as fast as they can load trailers. We’re. ’ Joan smiles and says ‘I won’t, Mistress.’ I say ‘Kneel up everyone. Look at us. We have decided to open up our marriage but to just you three for now. I think after the three months is up it will be back open to everyone. But for now, let’s have some fun and spank some butts.’ I grab Joan and French kiss her. After the kiss, I smack her left butt cheek and say ‘I missed my favorite slut, my Queen.’ She smiles. I pull her over to the heavy table and strap her down. I kneel and lick her from.