And he used that knowledge to his advantage.He stood before the locked door to one of the old storage rooms. To actually find this particular room, on... would have to go down long, unused, dark hallways in a secondary basement that was not on the blueprints to the building. The floor was strewn with old papers. Faded advertisements for singers who had either gone on to fame, or faded into obscurity, forgotten like the room. He dug a key out from his pocket and opened the door.A single, 40 watt. It was petty, but it would never be forgiven and certainly never forgotten.As Madame Fouquet was an old friend of Aurora’s family, her visits there were, if not tolerated, at least overlooked. It was a place of refuge for us, away from Versailles, where we could quietly be together for short periods as if we were man and wife.We walked together in the gardens behind the château with its remarkable gardens arm-in-arm, happy and content.“Last week I encountered the Queen at Versailles,” Aurora. " "Well, did I do the right thing?" "Yes, yes, you did. I just didn't know how I would react, that's all. But the young man you got for me, well, he was such fun. And I was his first fuck. I've never, ever been a guy's first pussy before. That was nice. He was so sweet and his first cum, mmm, I still have it in my pussy." "Well, your young man is all excited about tomorrow, so I think he'll be sporting a boner that'll keep you busy." "Mmm, I sure hope so." We drifted off to sleep, both of us. As usual her mother sent us out and told her to be home by dinner in three hours. As I had a new game called “Battleship”, we went to my house to play. When we got to my house and I got the game out, she sat in my dad’s Lazyboy recliner and said she didn’t want to play. When I asked her what she wanted to do she said, “chichar”.As I didn’t know Spanish, I asked what it meant. She said that she wanted to have sex with me, to fuck me. As we were both in the fifth grade and I was only twelve, and.