The Ambassadors marvelled again at the capacity for their young monarch to give so much of himself to help others."Then we'll keep you from your bed n... longer your Grace. I'm afraid there are many such busy days ahead," said Sir John.Jamie said his goodbyes and closed down the link. Despite his overwhelming need for sleep, he forced himself to check his mail. He was hoping for some kind of message from Stuart to update him on how he was getting on in the south.When he opened Yahoo he saw he had. So I did.I sat in one room, whilst they were in the other. All that seperated us was six feet of space, a thin wall and a frosted glass door.They didn't waste any time. At first they tried to be discreet, but she was always very enthusiastic during sex. I'd heard them before, of course. But it had been different then, I'd been fucking my girlfriend in the next room. This time I was on my own.As the noise from the next room got louder, I started to turn the volume down on the TV. He was. Just walking through town there would be guy after guy turning to get a look. And with the exception of none, straight at her tits. The ones that were close enough would also get a good view of her bra too, and she'd always be wearing sexy underwear.She's always dress sexy for a night out too. Her wardrobe was full of short, low cut dresses. She always looked incredible, and never once wore any underwear. The attention she got each night was unreal. Guy after guy would hit on her, and the rest. And although I have a child out there somewhere, he’s a twenty eight-year-old man with a wife, one child that I know of and problems of his own. Women’s shelters also try to make room for extremely older women or women with mental problems or drug and alcohol problems. I have none of those. Most of the time they try to find me a job. Even when they’re successful, it’s hard to keep a job when you have no place to stay. No place to stay means, no place to sleep, or to shower. It means you end.