No sir. Cadillac. Black. 3. All my earthly possessions I give to Ms. Angela Holbrooke of Kansas City, Missouri, on the following conditions: a. When A...gela returns to the States, after she has had time to deal with her grief, if any – just joking, my lover – she is to visit my grave site alone. b. Norman will arrange for her to be alone and for final instructions to be delivered to her on that day. She is to follow the instructions in the final letter. c. Upon completion of these two. She pulled me on to the bed. Oh my God, it was unbelievable. I couldn't’t get enough of her huge mammaries. She stripped her bikini bottoms off and told me “lose the shorts.” I stripped out of my shorts but left my bikini underwear on.“Really?” she remarked as I rejoined her on the bed.“If you want them gone, you have to do it,” I replied. She pulled at the elastic of my underwear and stripped me.She didn't waste any time going down on me. Her oral skills were superb. In fact, I had to stop her. So we treated ourselves in luxury beyond our normal lifestyle, which wasn’t too bad to begin with. But we were both very happy.Christine continued to dress conservatively sexy and continued to explore, by herself and with me, her sexuality. We continued to watch our DVDs and experimented with “toys” that ran the gamut from anal plugs to wrist and ankle restraints. During this period, I was asked to visit my firm’s Paris office for a 5-day meeting. I asked Christine to accompany me and just. ”“Never have I heard of it nor of the royal house of Kadmos.”“Nay?”She shook her head slowly and looked at me steadily.“My name is Phyx.”“A strange name.”“Aye it is uncommon, even in my homeland.”“And where is that?”“I was born in Aethiopia, the kingdom of King Memnon, just beyond the upper reaches of the Nile.”“How did you come to be here, atop this desolate crag?”“I am the victim of an enchantment. I was a noble woman, a priestess of Hera, honoured and revered amongst my people. I was King.