They didn't get him that day and he was more lucky than expert in avoiding capture.The past year had been more of a nightmare than any year of his lif... and he attributed that to the absence of his Molly who was the light of his life and the muse of his covert operations. He was happy that she had gone quietly in bed because her own responsibilities in Whitehall were enough to make her a prime target for several different mean-spirited organizations. His own mentors were of a mind to eliminate. Blue, pink, blue, pink, blue, pink for one hundred pairs of ribbons secured to the top of the pole.A Mädchen and a Junge pair stood back to back ... Oh, did I mention that while they were getting sorted, the leftovers were busily stripping the chosen? I thought I might have forgotten that ... for shame, for shame, for shame.In the original pole dance, there was a group on the outside and a group on the inside. The inside group stood still and the outside people did this little twirl and dance. I did as she said, twisting the nipples, toying with them the way I knew Brooke liked."That's nice, pull on them. Pull her nipples. That feel good baby?" Cheryl directed back at Brooke."Yea," came her gasp. "I mean yes, mistress it feels good, very good." Does it turn you on slave to undress your wife and show her tits off to us? To play with them while we watch. Does that turn you on?" Cheryl taunted."Yes mistress," I answered."Lower her pants. Unsnap them and take them off," Cheryl continued. “Princess Yavara did not report to Castle Thorum.” I nodded, “It is feared that she has been lost to the Great Forest.” “Despite your youth, Head-ranger Adarian says you are the best tracker he has. He told me that if you cannot find my daughter, then she simply cannot be found.” King Tiadoa said.“If Head-ranger Adarian says it is so, then I believe it to be so.” I nodded. There was no question that I was the best tracker in the rangers, but modesty before royalty was expected. Even so, it was.