About 3 hrs later she arrived …looking great she’s wearing red freaking nail polish on her fingers and toes she knows I dislike red…...but it’s starting to look good well at least on her.She fills me in on what’s going on…wow now that’s being busy…So I give her a long awaited hug then a kiss make her a drink we sit down and talk more… work is going great for her more stories more on air time and her family are all well she’s been feeling. "Now let's get one thing straight. Ellie was no saint. She was the kindest most forgiving person you will ever meet but kindness and forgiveness don't equal saintliness. Charlie Hutchinson made Ellie Lauderdale into a sexual dynamo and that didn't die just because he died." She never seemed that way to me." Well now she wouldn't would she. She was too busy being your momma to be your lover. Her bedroom was right below mine and I would hear her at night moaning and calling your name. In order. That’s a fair trade, isn’t it?”I could see that Ernest resisted the notion of this being an even swap, a catamite’s sexual favors for a wife’s, but the amulet continued to exert its influence. Of course, it also helped that I had an armed retinue of loyal Cornish peasants ready to kill for me. That in itself would put a damper on any notions of revolt, wouldn’t it, at least for a wise man? He would also lose his new, exalted rank if he crossed me, another reason to keep mum and do my bidding.I. Yvonne raised an eyebrow and asked, “Excuse me, is that how you address me when we are alone? What did I tell you last night?” Sarah was confused for a moment, but then she replied, “Yes, Mistress, what is it?”Yvonne smiled warmly. “So did you cum again last night after you left the office?”Sarah was about to tell Yvonne it was none of her business but then she looked down and meekly replied, “Yes, Mistress." “I am very disappointed in you. I told you as you were rushing to get dressed.