"Well if you were back up there I might ave a reason to hang out some more," he said smiling."See now there's a good answer," she laughed.Leo could he...r a slight accent under her tone. It sounded English, but faint. As he pondered the accent he realized she was looking at him expectantly. He looked left and right and saw both seats next to him were full so he got up and moved. She smiled and sat down. The way she crossed her legs made his dick come to life again. Her skirt was a short black one. I had always found her to be a pretty girl, and compared all others to her as if she were Eve, which may sound strange but the admiration I had for her was uncomprehensivable. She was 17 two years my elder, she was very tan borderline olive in pigmentation and her mid five foot frame was very appealing. She had dark hair which accented her dark skin; with some amount of bounce to it I could deduce it had taken time to put it together. Today wearing a white two piece with over shined shades she. The entrance was lined with ancient tapestries on the walls and a long runner on the granite floor that we followed to the throne room. Even with the tapestries I still could feel a chill radiating from the stone walls.It was a closed session, my first meeting with Chandra’s father. He reminded me of the pictures of Henry the VIII, over-stuffed and all too pampered, although without the robes that is so often pictured in Shakespearean plays. In the hall were eight guards that I could find, King. Robert knew Dana was definitely not who she seemed to be. What’s more, this stunningly-attractive lawyer tried harder than anybody to disguise her true identity.Her carefully crafted façade of professionalism and decency fooled everyone: neighbours, colleagues and, most of all, her husband. Only late at night, when she was alone, did her mask slip.Having been lucky enough to witness Dana in less formal circumstances, Robert knew exactly what turned her on. Knowing which catalyst was needed to.