We finished our drinks and I informed her I had a room at the nearbySheraton and asked if she wanted to join me. She said yes. We walked tothe hotel...and rode up to the room. Once inside I told alyssa to strip, geton her knees, close her eyes and cross her wrists behind her back. I tiedher wrists with the tie I took from my neck and then informed her she wasto keep her eyes closed or I would spank her ass red. I slowly walked around her, touching her face with my hand, running afinger. ”A great belly laugh emerges from the large man. When it finally ends, he gestures to empty seats at his table. While Nick and entourage sit, leaving a chair beside the king conspicuously empty, the king asks “What sort of man are you?”He smiles widely at the voice giving answer. “It seems he’s of the place I came from before I came here,” Betty explains. The two embrace and Betty takes that empty seat.“Then you are destined for that place,” the king says. “I wish you to remain here for a. “Leave it.” I replied. “You sit there in you pretty dress and make up, with your little bra and knickers on like a sissy girl and you think I still want you? You disgust me.” She continued. “Ok, Ok I’m off now, Ill catch the bus don’t bother.” I replied. “That’s fine Michaela, you’ll be receiving legal approaches soon honey ok?” She snarled.“Whatever,” I said, and I picked up my handbag and case and left the house, clicking in my heels up the drive and onto the pavement. The day dragged. The men were all sitting on the front porch, sipping tea and talking business. Thad, as he frequently did, sat with his father, listening.She didn't recognize one of the men, but the other was Mr. Randolph, a long-time friend of her father, Phillip Markham. Gwen was oblivious to the business meeting, however. Her eye was on the weather, and her mind was daydreaming about white carriages, golden jewelry and silver clouds.Thad appeared from behind a bush on the lawn outside the window. Mr..