She stood lithe and tall in nothing but black fishnet stockings and suspenders, black lace panties, a peephole bra, a long pearl necklace wrapped twic... around her neck shrouded in her dark hair, and nothing else. The porter’s eyes panicked, trying to drink in and record as much of this image as possible before it was snatched away while trying to appear to maintain his composure.Laurie took the tray from the porter and winked knowingly at him, his mouth open and twitching slightly as though a. And what better way than trying to influence and encouraging him to select an Empress.Stoneface heard a door open behind her. She turned and watched as Jer'Tock entered the chamber then was followed inside by a beautiful woman. One look and Stoneface knew what activity had kept her appointment with the Emperor on hold. In that appetite Jer'Tock was much his father's son. What Stoneface was pleased with was that Jer'Tock was content to sate those appetites with members of the Royal Seraglio. It wasn't until his sixteenth birthday that he'd first looked down to see a rather uncomfortable bulge in his trousers, and the early stubbly growth of solitary hairs down below. So really, he was a long way behind his peers in so many ways when it came to anything vaguely sexual. So much so that he missed out on a lot of the exploration that the boys his age had made at least half a decade ago. It was all a mystery to him, memories of distant conversations about how his then friends were. He cornered me on the way home one afternoon. Iasked my friends to wait for me while I spoke to him.'Have you been avoiding me?''No.''Come round then.''I'm busy.''Please.''No.''I miss you.''You only want one thing.''I want you.'Then he kissed me. Right there in the street. Right in front of my friends. I felt good.'I've got a stethoscope,' he said.'I don't want to do that any more.' It was alie. My knickers were already damp.'Please, Susan. I love you.'Three little words. Just enough to.