I wake up; not my bed. The girl from last night is nowhere to be found. I glance down at my shorts and they are soaked. I pull my soggy shorts off and...fling them across the room, they smack against a poster of Meghan Fox who might have been doing something for me, but my morning wood is non-existent. Cum is caked on my dick. Geez! Did I not clean up at all? I wipe my penis off on the sheets and notice that my flaccid member is dripping. The fuck!?Pre-cum dribbles at a consistent rate out of my. You may be the only one with the power to open the palace," E stated excitedly. Derrick was taken aback, me? A fucking royal? Then again it did make a lot of sense, both his father and grand-father had been found dead not far from the outer perimeter of the palace shield. According to both the area was loaded with traps and deadly animals (not just the 4 or 6 legged kind). Derrick shock his head to clear it, at least out here alone, there wasn't backstabbing or underhandedness.. ‘Well I wouldn’t go that far just yet but get me a drink and we’ll see, but I’m definitely not what you guys consider a twelve beer girl.’ This is in reference to the saying that after twelve beers any girl is attractive. ‘Before I get you a drink I think I should at least know your name, I’m Maurice Allen.’ (Not my real name by the way.) ‘Pleased to meet you, I’m Rebecca Courtney. I got her a drink. ‘So, do you make a habit of confronting men at functions and expounding your behavioural. " Barely," I said, laughing under my breath, "I wouldn't have known if you didn't tell me earlier." What? It's obvious, no one asked me who I was," she said defensively."They were probably too busy checking you out," I said, "I didn't even see the Wonder Woman logo on you." I've got it hanging on my top," she replied."Let me see," I said, then lifted up on my toes to look over her shoulder. The view was incredible, and while I didn't intend to perv on my sister, I didn't stop myself either..