. in red tape, you see. I made sure of it. This was ... a bluff. I never meant to go quite that far. I am still your wife! I will always be your wife!...Always! I love it! I love it! I love it! Don’t worry. I have learned to ... handle my jealousy. I don’t care that you’re boning your Israeli boss, your rather married Israeli boss, judging from her wedding band. I know that will never stop.“I don’t care that you’re fucking your own sister, two stepmothers, and BOTH of my sisters! Fuck every. Helen knew that price, and she met it with clear eye and courage to spare. Few women, few people, could do half as well as she.I journeyed to Vaphios at the behest of the Lady Atane. My duties were simple, to groom Helen to be Queen. Her father held with the old ways; whosoever she married would be king. Others taught Helen to weave, to barter, to cook and do those thousand other domestic chores. I taught her how to be a Queen. I schooled her in the Mysteries, taught her to look past the. I eased my hands up her ribs, my fingers grazing her side boobs briefly and yet I wanted to squeeze her breasts and pinch her rigid nipples. I really wanted to take her right there on the kitchen table and forget about dinner. But I restrained keeping my lust in check for now.She turned and gave me a kiss, and her soft hand on my hard cock, “mmmm Feels like Daddy wants something tonight.”I smiled, “I do want you sweetie.”She danced away. We sat at the table Kayla with a glass of wine and me. Even though she was 14 years old, Caitlyn's body had quickly responded to the maturing and developing effect of the hormones that coursed throughout body when she'd reached puberty. By this point, she was sporting nicely developed and very attractive B-cup rounded breasts and her body also had all the clear telltale signs of roundedness and curves that indicated she was a female who had reach child-bearing age. Caitlyn liked to dress smartly but she also tended to select pants and tops that hid.