"No sir, I'm afraid not." Harlan D'Urzo, Hugo's most trusted advisor, replied as he stepped into the Regent's office."Damn it Harlan!" Hugo nearly sho...ted at his advisor as the grey little man came up to his desk, "Regency Day is but three weeks from today! I need that bloody crosier!"The crosier of which Hugo was speaking was a richly ornamented staff, covered in gold and stones. While the materials covering it meant that it was indeed a valuable item, the crosier's true worth was the fact. “Right!” The boys weren’t the only ones watching Darlene. Helen, Linda, and Marsha were watching how their husbands were paying such attention to Darlene who was obviously enjoying it. “She is just so shameless,” commented Linda. “I honestly cannot stand her,” Marsha added. They both looked to Helen, who was watching Darlene flirt with her husband Frank. “I’ve been thinking, ladies,” Helen said to them. “And I think I have a plan.” From her pants pocket, Helen took out a blue capsule. “I found. The plan was bold and direct: I walked up to him at the membership desk and said, “Jonathan, you should hire me as your whore.”“I should?”“Yes! My initiation was a great experience. I want to say thank you for that. I want to show you how much I enjoyed that. I can’t do that: I don’t have your skill as a whore. But I can share joy and lust as best I can.”“And you want me to be the client?”“Yes. I want this to be about making you feel good.”“I am done with my shift in an hour. Would you like me. The incomprehension that filled them soon turned to fear. She struggled to break free, but I grabbed her head and held it in place. Suck it! I ordered in a voice that left no place for debate. Our eyes met and she instantly knew disobeying me was a bad idea. Still, I held on to her head until she nodded. As soon as she was free, she began slowly rocking back and forth, forcing the toy in and out of her mouth and throat. At first, her eyes were filled with dread, but each time the shaft slid.