‘Bad luck to plan.’ She heard the word ‘luck’ in her mind…well it sounded like another word and that was in the back of her mind. She shrugg...d the thought away. It didn’t look like it was going to happen. Too bad, she thought as she remembered him standing in the doorway. Nice. Sweet. Kind of quiet, comfortable, she sighed as she bent down, storing receipts. She forced her mind to the mundane and necessary and was lost in organization for the next morning when she heard the sound of a male. He had two handfuls of it now,forcefully pulling her to him as he pounded his hipsagainst her prone head. He growled in pleasure as shecontinued to slurp and gurgle, his stamina beginning towear thin. There was nothing he could do to resist now, he couldfeel his hairless balls contracting as his cock beganspewing load after load of hot, sticking cum deep intoher throat. He pulled back, thrusting still as her mouthbegan to froth and overflow with his seed. He watched itspill over her chin and. Let me introduce you to my betrothed, Giannis, Prince of the Kingdom of Nysa. Giannis, this is Serapion, chamberlain to Cleopatra.Serapion, please pay these litter bearers for me." Certainly my Lady, Agni. Welcome to the court of Cleopatra your majesty," he said bowing to me.He led the way into the palace, and we followed him. I whispered to Agni, "What's that BS about me being a prince, where the hell is Nysa, and since when are we betrothed?" Shush, my darling. Nysa is a beautiful valley full. He looked like he wanted to say something but he held his tongue until Martha completed her statement of facts."My last point is that my first and second point lead to the conclusion that this was a murder by a professional assassin made to look like suicide and that some mysterious third party stepped in to draw our attention to the hard cold facts of a well-planned homicide."Chief Inspector Tower sloshed down the remainder of his drink and cleared his throat. Martha sat silently perched on.