She was focused on the two women in black, flowing robes and on a hardened man with scars all over his face. I didn't acknowledge any of them as three...sets of eyes left Derwen's face for mine.I gently tugged at Derwen's brown cloak and said, "I think it is time to go."Derwen and Mercedes turned to me and both of them caught me off guard saying, "My Lord if that is your wish."I cannot remember a single time either had been so deferential. "They are telling me something here. Something. The service was started by the priest.“My friends, we are honoured today by the presence of some special guests. The service today will be celebrated by the reverend Bishop Rathbone. We will also be celebrating the joining in holy matrimony, two of his party: Michael and Brianna. This will take place after the service. I must say we are delighted that you would chose our humble church to celebrate your marriage.”The people all applauded at this. The Bishop then took over. The service progressed. "That room we know was used by Alan Turing in the early part of the war. He moved out to work with the others in the huts as they were built. He came back here, according to the archives, in January 1942 for a period of about two months. We don't know what he was working on or why he moved back in."All we do know is that there were two important projects going on at that time. One was work that was being done on intercepting the Japanese radio traffic following Pearl Harbour and the invasion of. One afternoon as I walked around the house doing my work I realized she was in her favorite comfy clothes. I also noticed that there were no panties visible, only her neatly trimmed pussy. Well as it was just us I decided to see if I could tease her a bit and maybe get her to stop. When I had a break I got a glass of tea and went and sat next to her on the couch. I asked her if she would like me to massage her ankle as she had sprained it earlier in the spring and it still bothered her a bit..